Under the mistletoe
I find a guilty pleasure
I'm kissing a pretty Jane Doe
Give her two for good measure
The office party is rocking
Drinks flowing steadily
The cops at the door, knocking
We give them doughnuts for free
Just keep it down a little
The old lady downstairs is pissed
I think that she needs a diddle
Or maybe her mistletoe kissed
Hey, invite her to be here!
She might find old John is a blast
Give her a couple of beers
Maybe she'll start shakin' her ass!
This party is my guilty pleasure
I'll kiss all the drunk, pretty girls
These are the moments I'll treasure
While running my hands through their curls
Comments
hello Geez,
well...I got a big chuckle out of this poem, I can't understand why no one else responded! I think this was about the time when I was having my knee replacements.
*hugs, Cat
ever eddy
Yes...
I do think that you had been gone for a little while. I just chalked it up to people being busy during the holiday season, and maybe some thought it a little vulgar. Oh well, say lavee! Ha ha! Glad you got a chuckle out of it. Did you ever find that one "Stop Dancing"? There are a few of those that I have written because I have misheard something that someone has said.
But I do think that was the first one. Hugs yourself, ~ Geez.
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dear Geez,
no, i never found it. I know you told me how, but I forgot...my memory is crap. do you suppose you could tell me again? please? maybe you should tatoo it on my forehead, lol.
* hugs, Cat and eddy
Not a problem...
whenever you want to find another's work, go to tools, scroll down to search, put the title in appropriate place and hit search. Voila! ~ Geez.
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