Bob Poem by Francie Lynch

My girlfriend's girlfriends
Have a friend,
They demurely refer to
As Bob;
He's everyready,
Like the bunny,
Current, never late;
And yet he'll never
Ever date.

He's no fireman,
Or a cop,
More Chippendale -
They say he's hot.
He's not needy,
He's out to please,
From what they say,
He likes to tease.
He's not a boy,
He's not a toy.

Later, when the deed is done,
He's not one to kiss and run.
He's the Alpha
And Omega,
The source of their hysteria.

Bob surely has a way.

And should the girls
Play hard to get,
Bob's not one
To sit and fret.
And should the girls
Still want to play,
They replace
Two Double A's.