tagNon-Erotic PoetryThe Lady's Murder Club

The Lady's Murder Club

byUnderYourSpell©

Take Harry, well nobody would want to,
formerly slovenly in habit now sporting
shaving lotion of the reeking variety
and greying hair in a ponytail.
Tom makes no bones about it he wants
a sweet young thing, an au pair he said
live in and look after the kids.
Oh right like a sixteen and fourteen year old
need some blonde Swede swinging her ass
through the house. Hormones are raging enough
as it is and not just the boys.
You could chose poor Willy
who gives couch potatoes a bad name,
with a paunch that defies gravity
and a weekly growth of stubble so sexy ...... not.
Of course Ladies we still deal with
the common or garden bores you rigid husband,
the one you want to trade in
for that sexy muscle man at the gym
all brawn and no brain but what a fuck!
So you've looked through our catalogue
and made your choice, but remember
it's like for like with the number one rule,
make it clean keep it simple and you
didn't find him here.

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