The Major

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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