"THE DREAM"
I'm standing here along the shore
With pleasant breeze, the sea a roar.
The sky is dark with stars galore.
The moon is one you can't ignore
With palm trees swaying for decor,
And were you looking for amour
As I am, there is nothing more
That any lover could wish for.
Oh, Eros, I so need to score.
You God of Love I do implore,
Please send me someone to adore,
Some one to love in close rapport.
My raison d'etre, I beg restore.
I'll swear I'm yours for ever more.
And suddenly, EVA GABOR.
The persperation 'gins to pour
Profusely from my every pore.
A gushing rushing wild uproar
Engaging raging mad furor,
Like damsels from the days of yore,
Or beauties from some mystic lore,
A vision with no metaphor.
But here, I wake up with a snore,
And everything is as before.
It's not the Hotel Commodore,
But just a flophouse I deplore.
Complete with odors I abhor.
And rather than a humidor,
My mouth tastes like the cuspidor
Beside the bed, the clothes we wore,
Are scattered round about the floor,
With beer cans maybe three or four.
Without a doubt, I'm very poor,
But with my lot, I'm never sore,
For there beside me, Eleanor,
My ever lovin' faithful whore.
Soon she'll awake and to be sure,
She'll want a third or fourth encore.
But that for me will be a chore,
For morning sex is just a bore.
Then after that, it's one more, or
We dress and hit the corridor.
by Hal O'Leary, Wheeling, WV
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