Don't Put Your Junk in My Trunk

I remember when we used to call them 'the family jewels'. Now, it's 'his junk'. Not nearly so attractive, is it?

Don't put your junk in my trunk,
This time, I am driving
I mean to make it home alive
I'm talking about surviving

Deal with your junk
no need to be a slob
don't bother me with bunk
your junk is not my job

Don't put your junk in my trunk,
I mean to keep it clean
I got junk of my own
if you know what I mean

deal with your junk
and I will deal with mine
my storage space has shrunk
my vehicle's divine

Don't put your junk in my trunk
this is a pleasure cruise
bring only your best
what have you left to lose?

Gently, with feeling
pull back the peeling
of the wrapping on the package
you've been saving for someday

slide your gold into my hold
your lamb into my fold
put your tiger into my tank
your jewels into my bank

Gently, with feeling
it's time for revealing
show me what you're worth,
and I'll show you the way

slide your rock into my roll
your spirit into my soul
place your treasure into my chest
your bird into my nest
Slide your gold into my hold
your jelly into my mold
Put your weary into my rest
your maybe into my yes

Reviews

[Legion]

This is splendid. Love the non-pornographic pornographic imaging in this. Great message as well. Making love and not ****ing. Cool work.

[Rachel DeHart]

"slide your rock into my roll
your spirit into my soul
place your treasure into my chest
your bird into my nest
Slide your gold into my hold
your jelly into my mold
Put your weary into my rest
your maybe into my yes"

I love your use of rhyme and play on words throughout the poem. It is very interesting and something more than I can imagine doing because I am terrible at rhyming.
Great job! :]