You're Hot And I Want You Naked

I love your birthday suit.

Not quite a suit though is it?
More like your birthday lack-of-suit.

That’s even better.

Do you still have it?
You should wear it on your next birthday.

 

You’d look great in the Emperor’s new clothes.

They might be a bit big for you though.

I mean the guy was really fat.

Just look at him.

Maybe the tailors did make him real clothes,

He just ate them.

 

Don’t get me wrong,

You look good in clothes too:

Summer dresses

Blowing in the wind

My very own Marilyn Monroe.

Just don’t sleep with the President.

Or Frank Sinatra.

I mean… he’s dead.

 

Could I borrow your birthday-lack-of-suit-downsized-Empress’-new-clothes?

Just for a bit?

I promise I won’t rip them.

 

No?

 

Fine.

Where’s that porn?

Reviews

[Bee]

HAHA such a joyous read. There's something so frank about this poem, and I love it.

[Sasha]

The guy in my icon has the right face on.
I won't lie, I lol'd at "Do you still have it?" I should sure as hell hope so!
Discouraging necrophilia is always a nice thing to do.
The "Screw it, off to plan B." at the end was amusing too.
A quick, clever piece of work. I enjoyed it.

[deeps]

This is too cute. I like this.

[Miss Coral]

Funny and well written- an organized train of thought.

Great piece. :)

[Amy Bumpas]

I love these lines: You look good in clothes too:
Summer dresses
Blowing in the wind "
My very own Marilyn Monroe.
Just don’t sleep with the President.
Or Frank Sinatra.
I mean… he’s dead.

The ending is funny, made me smile:)).