Sex Drive: Alabama. A four-part limerick…
Let’s face it, I’m not a survivor.
I’m out as Dame Flandermoll’s driver.
A British expat
With urges like that
Should hire Peter Jones or Dick Shriver.
“I’m out. Therefore, you’re in, Dick. Aid her
By raising ‘monsieur’ in Decatur.
I think you’ll be pleased
To feel your dick squeezed.
If so, turn on your ‘indicator’!
“Dick’s out. That means, Peter, it’s your thrill.
Dame Flandermoll’s horny in Huntsville,
So drive her straight there.
Your jones she’ll ensnare.
Indulge her–or you’ll end up road kill.
“You’re out, Peter. She’s gone and fired us.”
That’s it, then! Dame Flandermoll hired us
To sweeten the drive,
Then ate us alive
Until she no longer desired us.
© 2015 David E. Miller