Dimpled Cheeks
So sweet the moment of revenge,
his tender ego in my hands,
I teased it so mischievously
and watched it glow majestically.
She loves me, she loves me not,
she craves my little tushie
and more than this, she's shown remorse
and now she wants to woo me.
I held his gaze and spoke of deeds
we both knew we once shared
as friends of ours all looked amazed
and some looked somewhat scared.
Then all at once I let him drop
into a dark, deep chasm
and all it took was one small word,
my brain went into spasms.
His face went red, his eyes grew wide,
his mouth dropped to the floor
but what a dizzy feeling
to watch his ego fall.
I saw him stumble from the room,
I couldn't help but smart
as I felt kind of saddened
at the exit of this arse
for even though he was a cad,
a bastard and a cheat
he had a real cute derriere,
such tender dimpled cheeks.
poem by Ruth Walters
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