COMEDYLAB
MUSHAYARALAB
POETRYLAB
MAVERICKS HOME
SILHOUETTES 2002
This is fair dinkum, I can tell you straight.
I was walking through Brisbane rather late
Going back to the motel through the park
Not the smartest place to be after dark.
From out of the shadows there came a form
With a face like a - well, his name was Norm.
Straight away into his spiel he did push.
"G'day, I see that you come from the bush."
And I quickly learned he had things to sell.
Checking to see no one else was around,
Norm told me of the parcel he had found.
He said 'twas something of interest to me.
Norm said, "It is hard core pornography!"
He said, "Mate, I'm thirsty and need some ale,
"Please make me an offer," I told him "No sale!"
I didn't buy his parcel. 'Twas plain to see.
I don't need that stuff. It's useless to me.
I knocked him back. I didn't delay it.
I don't own a pornograph to play it.
Copyright; Wally (The Bear) Finch
Fornication
Copyright; Robyn Scott
From her book 'It's Just a Matter of Perspective'
Email: robyns@liscity.nsw.gov.au
SEX is a TRANSACTION,
With emotional currency,
You're either lucky or an arsehole,
If you're getting it for free,
Some are prepared to barter flesh,
For company or affection,
A house, a car, a family,
Money or protection,
When morality is attached to
Guilt can reduce the pleasure,
Whereby with uninhibited
Comes ecstasy without measure.
There are those whom believe that, SEX is just for procreation,
While there are others for whom it is, Their favourite recreation,
There are people who only have,
SEX over the phone,
And others who are happy,
To do it on their own,
There are some who really get off,
On lingerie and leather,
And those who simply prefer,
To masturbate together.