Poetry by Jeff Green


To find a friend

by cricketjeff on October 25, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

It’s hot in here is what I’m thinking
All those fellows busy drinking
You’d have thought it far more gripping
If they all came to see me stripping

These barn dances can be great
If you want to stay out late
Lots of booze to start the flow
Then just see where things will go

I’m just looking out to see
If there’s a special guy for me
Doesn’t matter who he is
If he can fill my night with fizz

I’m not wearing many clothes
I’ll remove soon even those
Some young man will be in luck
I’m just here to find a