Poetry by Jeff Green


The game

by cricketjeff on June 16, 2009.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

A little black dress to tempt a man
A sexy smile to win him
She set out with a cunning plan
To find her man and pin him

A little white lie to tempt a girl
A deep red rose to win her
He’ll keep her in a happy twirl
Until she cooks his dinner

A little old game as old as time
That’s played out every day
And whose to say which was the crime
It’s always been this way