{"id":2037,"date":"2023-11-26T20:31:54","date_gmt":"2023-11-26T20:31:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/?page_id=2037"},"modified":"2023-11-28T23:09:52","modified_gmt":"2023-11-28T23:09:52","slug":"they-were-playing-our-song","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/t-poems\/they-were-playing-our-song\/","title":{"rendered":"They were playing our song!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> They were playing our song!<br \/>\nby cricketjeff on November 6, 2007.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved<br \/>\nIn Watford, in a nightclub, while the band were still on stage<br \/>\nWe had some little urges that we needed to assuage.<br \/>\nSo I sat upon a bench seat, and my lady sat on me<br \/>\nBeneath her skirt we coupled in a way no-one could see.<br \/>\nThe throbbing of the music as we sat and heard the band<br \/>\nHad an effect on each of us, as you will understand.<br \/>\nThe band headed for crescendo (means that they were getting loud)<br \/>\nWe too were getting louder, though still drowned out by the crowd<br \/>\nWe weren&#8217;t exactly dancing, but we were not sitting still<br \/>\nAs the act was nearing climax there was little time to kill<br \/>\nSo we started getting bolder and we quite ignored our friends<br \/>\nWe were no longer hearing music but pursuing our own ends<br \/>\nMy hands were in her t-shirt and a breast was in each palm<br \/>\nThough we tried to look quite natural, we can&#8217;t have looked too calm.<br \/>\nBefore the singer finished, before the final beat of drum<br \/>\nThen the two of us were satisfied and each of us had come<br \/>\nIt really was quite fortunate that the lights were not too bright<br \/>\nAnd we&#8217;d time to hide the evidence, before heading home at night<br \/>\nAnd after dropping off our friends, before going home once more<br \/>\nWe parked along a quiet line and had our own encore!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>They were playing our song! by cricketjeff on November 6, 2007.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved In Watford, in a nightclub, while the band were still on stage We had some little urges that we needed to assuage. So I sat upon a bench seat, and my lady sat on me Beneath her skirt [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":9748,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-2037","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2037","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2037"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2037\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9471,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2037\/revisions\/9471"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9748"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2037"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}