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Late one night whilst drunk on home-made
sake,
Thought I'd make my mark at karaoke,
Stood on stage and croaked an
Achey-breaky,
Whilst my hips invoked the hokey-pokey.
She was there, a front-row fluffy ducky,
Smiling, joking, I thought okey-dokey!
Though I was a geek and spoke so
squeaky,
Feeling plucky, said hello - so cheeky!
She drank coke and said to call her
Jackie,
Lit a smoke and grinned, I felt so
cocky!
Got a kiss, she wasn't very picky,
Underneath the table she got strokey.
Bought her dinner, danced, 'twas all
text-booky,
Even though her hair was pink and spiky,
Lied that I was once an angry bikie,
When she laughed, it sounded rather
blokey.
In her lounge room things got rather
smoky,
I felt nervous, shaking like a rookie,
She was nice, and called me 'little
jockey'
I was far too stoked to find that tacky.
In the bedroom everything turned sticky,
Ordered to sit down, I felt a lackey,
Almost choked on cake, then ate this
cookie...
Suddenly the night turned rather whacky.
Morning broke, I woke up so headachy,
Tried to make some coffee, hands so
shaky,
She'd been fake, I never got my nookie,
Left me with my shorts and one huge
hickie!
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