Poetry by Jeff Green



by cricketjeff on November 19, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Some jobs suck, and some do not
I like the one today I’ve got
I’m naked with this gorgeous hunk
Can I get him to a bunk?

The snapper has my head so near
Just the wrong way round I fear
If I should turn and open wide
I’m sure I should enjoy the ride!

I wonder when they’ll go away
I think that he and I should play
A six-pack and those buns of steel
My hand is close, I want a feel!

Keeping all these thoughts well down
The client wants a sort of frown
But I feel more a dirty grin
All go away I want him in!!!