The Acting Lover Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

The acting lover

When I was fifteen and a galley boy on a ship
The cook was over the top gay and couldn't
Help to pick up some of is manner like smoking
Slim cigarettes and waving my arms around.
Many women thought I was gay which was a bonus
As they were teaching me to be-ungay,
They succeeded every time and we're happy this
Had saved me in time this ploy worked until I looked
The working class was big and muscular then I had
To play the shy one fearful of women.
Of course, I had to come clean be my randy self
Looking for sex yet behaving with decorum and not
Like a brute, this has served me well till I got
To the age I was too old, now I'm the granddad
Who knows to too much but keep quiet about it,
But I still smoke slim cigarettes