One suspicious night, I was asked,
To come along to a club crawl all night long.
Indeed, I did and boy wasn’t I delighted!
My memories of one person, still lingers on…………….
Sipping Coca-cola for the most of the night,
Our minds were concentrating on one thing.
From left to right, eyes pierced and watching on,
Every female cocasion human, with good looks for two.
The night was young, our bodies warmed up,
To match us with love’s surprise.
Three clubs we counted; one by one,
To end up in a result, of such fun.
Then when Lionel kept saying, “What a beauty!” or “You’re kidding!”
Upon my sight were two legs and a full moon,
(And that is what I had seen, from her back),
Unintended, I plumped myself with her, on the dancing floor.
There wasn’t any vibes at first, I felt,
It was just the echoing sound of the top-rod disco.
With repeated performance of dancing,
I then urged myself to look for a biro.
She (Deborah), said she would call me soon (within the next week),
But I haven’t heard. No telephone-ringing tune.
Once again, I have been taken for a ride,
There is nothing for me to hide.
