ALMOST THERE.

[dadio]

She had that look
that turn of head

that stare
and you weren’t

the only guy
to have been moved by her

or whose boat
had been almost

capsized by her
but there again

these dames
don’t come along

every day
and there was that Sunday

you took that trip
over to her place

thinking of maybe
a good time

and there she was
with two other guys

and each one smitten
like you

hanging on her
every word and glance

and hoping for the chance
and wishing the other two guys

would go off
and fish

or drink
or find some other

but there you were
and them following her

along those country lanes
listening to her words

and quotes
from this book and that

who she’d read about
and what art work

she liked
and how she was looking forward

to going to collage
and all you could think of

was how cute
her ass was

and how she could
hypnotise you

with just one sway
of her hips

or a look
right into your eyes

and you thinking
after such love

or lust
all things fade away

or as a distant star
slowly dies.

[the mingo]

ain't it the truth. ain't it the truth!

[dadio]

thank you, the mingo.