Speshal Okaysion

Speshal Okaysion

by Bud Lemire on March 10, 2013

It was a Speshal Okaysion

She knew about purrswayshin

I dint no how two spell

An averywon culd tell

She new exzactly wot to dew

Awl the feelinz came thru

She had me wear she wanted me

So I wrote more poet tree

She kizzed me on the lipz

It was the taste of sour cream chipz

I new mor waz to be

I buzzed around for all to see

Hur hands touched my back

She pulled me in with a sensual attack

I felt her hold me tight

She surrounded me with her light

I tried my best to spell

But I darn it I couldn't tell

She knew about purrswaysion

It was a Speshal Okaysion

 

Anutter poem for my baby, Vicki