GILF (For camus and Minstrel. Content Warning.)

[Bombadil]

I dreamed about her when I was ten,
she was fifty then, mother of three girls
and seducer to many a grown man.

I wanted to look under her dress.
Yah, even incest would be less scandalous.

I’d like to trace her varicose veins with my tongue
linger long in her many wrinkled folds,
sit and lift things up to where they once hung.

Yah, you might say she’s too old
she thinks I’m just a little too young.

Now I’m grown but still obsessed with senescence
I can’t get enough of the toothless oral sex
I love it when their dentures reach obsolescence.

Oh, you might think I’m filthy
but I won’t touch a woman under sixty.

Yah, it might be wrong but I get my kicks
with convalescent home chicks.

[camus]

Dirrrty old man.

sit and lift things up to where they once hung.

Yah, it might be wrong but I get my kicks
with convalescent home chicks.

Amusing indeed!

[kozmikdave]

I like it - to a point (or not!)

Were you parodying anyone in particular? We have had a few cases of abuse of the oldies over this way. Perhaps it is happening there.

Thanks for the semi-qualified smile.
Dave

[juliadebeauvoir]

A little Harold and Maud, eh?

[pseud]

First I laughed at (with) this and then I just sighed.

The rhyme completes it.

[Amadeus]

You Sicko

Seriously though, it was good, but I'm not sure why you wrote it

[Minstrel]

Absolon's Sword wrote:

sit and lift things up to where they once hung.

I can picture this, an amusing image.

'There's many a fine tune played on an old fiddle'

[Bombadil]

I wrote it in response to a thread started by our Minstrel and camus on the Auden's Face post.

Just a lark. Glad you's guys and gals liked it.

Cheers,

K.