A dream that possessed
One frightful night as I slept
Heard faint echoes and whispers
Terrified hid my face
In the fleece
Astonished saw
Shadows of mermaids
Sitting on edge
Fallen in love
With the same man
Ensuing a complex dilemma
Who will win
him over and
Be the object of
his drunk glances and
Vanilla flavored kisses
Mermaids no less than other
In looks or virtue
put forward
One strategy to defeat
the other
summon chefs of Conficious
How about “atar” from Arabia
French Petitt Gâteau or
Pearls from the basin of deep ocean
As discussing the
Sauvé debonair walked in
Unceremoniously
Time just froze
Stupefied mermaids
Out of all the one most
spoilt and bratty
With a look of disinterest
Casually yawning
Off handish uttered
I yearn a delicate
Piece of Velvet Cake
Made from Swiss strawberries
Lots of French wine to gulp
It down my parched throat
Hearing her, all the damsels
Thought one less competitor
As for the Man of Interest
Resolute thought damsel for velvet cake
Is the only one for me
As she appears the least bothered
And the happiest of all…
So crux my fine ladies keep smiling
Don’t fret never frown, eat your cake
Any man will be at your feet.
Men of Interest are no mystery
Any more…
With that confidence sure many men will be on her feet 🌸😊
Well that’s true 🙂
😊🌸
Well. That was cool and cruel at the same time.😌
Well thats the only way to have a man at your feet!! 🙂
Well now this is just cruel 🙂
Does it also work on women? 🙂
On the contrary to have a woman at your feet, give her your total attention, pretend you are totally with her….:)
Okay will try that :).
For sure and let me know 🙂