Saturday Night Fever
One from my archive
Here is the winner of our disco event
made glorious by this son of York.
He gave us pleasure and enjoyment
with his gyrations and fancy footwork.
Now his brow’s adorned with a wreath
and his hand holds a silver cup aloft.
He has a hard demeanour but, beneath
his manly appearance, he is rather soft.
But he’s not the type to be put down.
Having won this prestigious prize,
he has become the talk of the town
and people admire him and eulogize.
He has made a great impact on the girls
who have seen him perform on the floor.
His athletic pirouettes and crazy whirls
will get him through their bedroom door.
He is the ideal hunk for many a lass
who hankers after him and would be glad
to lose her virtue in a night stand. Alas,
he is in a civil partnership with a lad.
© Luigi Pagano 2013
Some lucky lad is in for a treat then Luigi—glad it won’t be me ;- Nice one…
gerry.
Not me either, Gerry. As the French say, “à chacun son goût”.
indeed Luigi, very wise words 😉
Ha ha glad to find you continue to bring out the fun in poetry Luigi and that is a great film in my opinion…Leila
Nice to hear from you, Leila. I came across this the other day and thought it could do with another showing.
Best, Luigi
His athletic pirouettes and crazy whirls
will get him through their bedroom door.
😀 Indeed! I definitely thought so while watching the film of the same name.
Clever and entertaining read. 🙂
It was written in fun, Bel. It was my entry for the ‘Saturday Night Special’ Forum challenge sometime in 2013.g
Thanks for reading and commenting.