Missing my woman &;#063;

Missing my woman ?

Darling girl I'm missing you most

when dawning these lights of day

my aching blues - don't chase away .

And you're not here to butter this toast !

Perhaps it's those sultry lips I miss .

Wearisome this long night , empty , so cold .

But Oh , how unsweetened that sexy mouth did scold .

" Ger' off me you Horny Wee Toad ! "
You'd hiss .

I do miss your legs , so silky soft and slender ,

as vainly I searched your body in bed .

You responded --- The response of the dead .

Still on I persisted -- The persistence of my gender !

I miss you often on a freezing night ,

when I brakes this old car with a squeal .

But you're not there to change the wheel .

And me gettin' so good at holding the light !

But dearest girl , I missed you most

when I pulled back on that trigger . . .

You packed your bags and parting with a sman ,

muttered something about Screwballs -- Hell and Roast !

A Rostov 2001