My Bit On The Side


Lookin’ a million, dressed to impress,
I cannot fail, oozing success.
No pattern parts, no confidence trick.
Your original smooth, your original slick.

I’m feelin’ good, an’ she don’t mind.
Time to drop in, time to satisfy:

My bit on the side.

Wasting my vigour, stuck in a rut.
Spice up my love-life, mix/add in some smut.
Maybe-a French mistress, some cinq à sept.
Knows how to handle a man’s baguette.

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It may take t-w-o to tango,
three-for-‘n n-eternal triangle.
Wrapped round a vi-cious circle:
Mid-life’s stock standard hurdle.

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©21.8.2018 Andrew Robert Chapman

I’m feelin’ good, but I don’t know why.
three-for-‘n eternal triangle.
x x x i-s most certain.


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