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Saga Love



Love me when I'm old and shocking. ,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 28 September 2006
Author: Bee Rawlinson
Rating: 2.7/5 (6 votes cast)
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Saga Love
Love me when I'm old and shocking
Peel off my elastic stockings
Swing me from the chandeliers
Let's be randy bad old dears

Push around my chromed Bath Chair
Let me tease your white chest hair
Scaring children, swapping dentures
Let us have some great adventures

Take me to the Dogs and Bingo
Teach me how to speak the lingo
Bone my eels and bring me tea
Show me how it's meant to be

Take me to your special places
Watching all the puzzled faces
You in shorts and socks and sandals
Me with warts and huge love-handles

As the need for love enthrals
Wrestle with my dampproof smalls
Make me laugh without constraint
Buy me chocolate body paint

Hold me safe throughout the night
When my hair has turned to white
Believe me when I say it's true
I've waited all my lives for you.

-Bee Rawlinson -

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Comments on this poem:
Shel Says:
Thu Jul 10, 2008 4:49 pm
"Bone my eels."

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