When Mice Lust
Speaking of teeth and mice
What are doing Saturday night?
Are you walking out alone?
Or speaking to your soul mate on the phone?
We can go watch the mice races
Or adjust our two braces
We could find the next mersene prime
Or better still, just bide our time
But I know you must feed
Your penguins, I concede--
So I think we might just
Surrender to lust.
Contributors: | Anon., F, baoloa, Karin, Randy. |
Poem finished: | 3rd August 2003. |