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Shirl

Oisin

Oisin

gone but not forgotten
Dunno if I've posted this before but I'm known for flogging dead horses:

SHIRL

Shirl,
She was the girl
I met at the Plaza
And took for a twirl.
With her long, shapely legs
And blonde lacquered hair
No wonder I felt attracted to her.

I remember the moment
That instant in time
When I felt her body
Pressed against mine
The thrill of it all
I’ll never forget
How we smooched round the floor
To the Alan Price Set.

I chatted her up
As the music played on
Asking with interest,
“Where are you from?”
“Dudley,” she said
with a smile in her eyes.
“Really?” I said,
Thinking: That’s bloody miles!

But when the sounds stopped
I was still feeling keen
Of all the girls there
She was the best I had seen
In the soft focussed half-light
She appeared quite a dish
So I plucked up my courage
And gave her a kiss.

The heat of her cheek
Held up against mine,
The scent of her perfume
Through the passage of time,
All seem as fresh
As they did on that night
When I wrapped my arms round her
And drew her up tight.


She responded with a passion
That left me breathless
As I peered down at the cleavage
Restrained in her dress.
And while my thoughts dwelled
On the size of her bra,
I cursed my bad luck
At not owning a car.
 
YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Here we have a fine example of how memory fades with age.............



But its so good.............. :D

(me thinks this is the way Paul gets his average daily posting figures up :roll: )
 
Dead Horse or not - feels good to moi

This is one of those poems I adore re reading,  when I feel I need a lift ^-^
 
Hmmm... now wonder what prompted you to read it today? It's no good, Sue, you can't sweet-talk me round that easily.
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Forget the car Paul - where are you hiding the last verse???
 
spot on beryl.we know hes got an extra line and we want to know it :smitten:
 
The coincidence is amazing Paul, that sounds EXACTLY like a girl named Shirley that I met at the Plaza.....and I DID have a car :smitten: :-* :-* >:D :D :2funny: :2funny:
 
Frantic said:
The coincidence is amazing Paul, that sounds EXACTLY like a girl named Shirley that I met at the Plaza.....and I DID have a car :smitten: :-* :-* >:D :D :2funny: :2funny:
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RAT! I hate you! :mad:
 
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