Apologies to Robert

Who’s face is this?, (I think I know)

Her bottom’s somewhere down below

We lay here in such sweet repose

(Into my ear, she sticks her nose)

She gives her little ass a shake

To see if there’s been some mistake

Her eyes so blue, her hair so gold

The situation’s smacks of old 

As she stirred about and left the bed, 

She turned; she kicked me in the head.

The ladder leads to warm and soft,

(we sleep upstairs), here in our loft.

(Glasco, NY 2013)