Rubber Doll Poem by gershon hepner

Shall I compare thee to a rubber doll
that on a porn site people often buy,
or rather to a randy robber moll
who’s planning now to leave me high and dry?
Far fairer than a doll that’s made of rubber
or any moll who runs around with robbers,
thou art my favorite fabulous hot-tubber,
although I fear thou mayst prefer top-knobbers
who offer thee far greater fortunes for
the favors that thou always offerest me,
which are thy esprit and poetic corps
served to me night and days, and almost free.
Though sempre libera, don’t go away:
just name thy price, for I’m prepared to pay.

8/9/09