WILD POETRY DREAM:
I was writing a poem moving nicely along
When she came skipping through my screen door
Wearing nothing but a thong!
A break in my attention of course was immediately felt
As my interest in my poem began to quickly melt
I ask if she was eager for some horizontal sport
She winked at me and tugged me outside to my tennis court
My lounge was waiting down in the warm summer sun, and all I could imagine
Was some risky outdoor fun.
My fence was high and no neighbors near as far as I could tell
So of course, I took advantage and I prayed to do it well
When climax came to our quick game I simply had to ask her name
She said I'm your new neighbor Sally, pointing to the upstairs bedroom next door
And when I heard you were a poet my jaw nearly hit the floor.
For you see I just love poetry and can never get enough, so I had to get right over here
And check out all your stuff. So, no that's all behind us don't tell anyone you know, and I promise
To be here for you until the winter snow! Now keep this poem secret here on Fanstory alone, and don't bother to call me because I won't give you her phone!...... Isn't fantasy a wonderful thing?? One could almost image a website called FANTASY STORY!