Mark's Poem Archive - 6. Oh What A Pickle!

I’m a Yorkshire lad, with Yorkshire slang;

Sitting here pondering, on just who I am;

Now I am possibly bi, or just could be gay;

But I know that I am not straight by the way!

Some women have beauty and some have a grace;

But in a porn movie they are just in your face;

Fake boobs like balloons, are all swollen and nasty;

And between their legs, is gross and just ghastly!

On the other hand women make excellent friends;

Shopping for clothes, and latest trends;

They have all the goss, on celebs and more;

And a glimmering smile is what I adore.

But then men are the strength, like the hunters of old;

Like a knight on a steed so strong and so bold,

Their kisses and hugs are tangy and sweet,

And I’m winking here, thinking of those hunks of meat.

I think I know... well I’m quite sure I do;

And reading this through, gave me kind of a clue;

Oh I’m gay alright! I shout out with glee;

Now I’ll get on with just being me...