The Blatant Double Entendre Poem by Wilfred Mellers

The Blatant Double Entendre

'Witter The Side That Feeds The Mind'

Written by: Wilfred Mellers

Saturday, August 9,2014



Understand me for I am not trying to be rude

But if you were a plate of cooked food, DAM!

Delighting in all you've got that quenches that certain spot

Hours drift into eternity for even existences I forgot



Consuming away the life's days nonstop

Overflowing to the brink of madness and I still take it over the top

Flavors exuberate to capacity to the last drop

A vixen's posterior makes my willingness can't even stop



Delicious delicacy of my deviant deliverance

Eyes wide open to a newfound experience

Portly stout as the man I became to substance eaten all night

For sensations worthy of preservation my sublime delight



I am the fool that turns to gluttony because I'm hungry

For your gourmet luncheonette, I'd sell myself into slavery

You are my favorite sandwich with, lettuce, tomato, and ketchup

A gracious dining experience toasted honey muffin with syrup

My exquisite brown candy-coated sugar lollipop

Strawberry shortcake and chocolate hot

Pecan pie entered now the juggernaut

Passages concealed now the minstrel unlocked



As the Roaster brings in the morning new

My stomach engorged with love of you

Fruits ripe succulently juices flow corners out of sight

As Ghetto prince J. J. Evens, from Good Times, would say 'DYNOMITE! '