He lived
A pretty simple life,
Got rowdy
When he felt
Like it
Screwed whenever
He got the chance,
Loved the sun
On his chest,
Didn’t like
Men too close
Always got a
Hard on whenever
A woman touched him,
Kept his diet simple,
Had a taste for
Blackberries and green
Jelly beans,
Kept fit and in shape
Would rather play
Ball than watch a game,
Yes Major was quite
The dog,
Reminds me of
Some people I know.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:47 AM July 30, 2012
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