Finger On The Button

Got my finger on the button 

I’m ready for some action. 

It only takes a gentle press 

So let’s see your reaction. 

Do you moan, do you groan? 

Do you squirm and wriggle? 

Or do you just smirk childlishly 

And give a little giggle? 

 

Got my finger on the button, 

How pleased it makes me feel. 

The time it took to find it 

Makes it such a great big deal. 

But now at last I’ve got there 

After nine attempts or more. 

I hope I don’t forget this place 

Like I did before. 

 

Got my finger on the button... 

Damn! It’s slipped right off the spot! 

Now, it should be right back here, 

Bloody hell... it’s not. 

Where the fuck’s it gone to? 

I just do not understand. 

It’s a needle in a haystack 

And it’s not what I had planned. 

 

Got my finger off the button 

And I’m feeling all deflated. 

I’m sorry, love, I know that you 

Should have been elated. 

It’s all my fault, I know it is. 

I know that it’s no joke. 

But never mind, at least I can 

Go straight in for a poke. 

 

Poetry

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