Last In Line By Daniel S. Irwin

Yeah, ain't nuttin' new.

I always been kinda slow.

Now here I am, again,

Just last in line as usual.

My daddy always said

That I needed to get

My lazy ass in gear.

Weird situation here.

All us dudes lined up

Total butt ass naked.

It seems to kinda creep

Along but with these

Hot babes movin' up

And down the row,

Big tits and sweet ass

Rubbin' up against us,

Every one of us bozos

Got rock hard salamis.

This ain't so bad, but

I could use some relief.

Okay, finally, I'm next up

After this guy in front of

Me. What the heck is

That choppin' sound?

Satan with a meat clever

And..! Whoa, Nelly! How

Do I get outta this line?

Daniel S. Irwin, native of Southern Illinois (such as it is).  Artist, writer, actor, soldier, scholar, priest among other things.

Work published in over one hundred magazines and journals worldwide.  Has appeared in over one hundred films. 

Speaks fluent gibberish when loaded.  Not much into blowing his own horn as you are only as good as your latest endeavor.

Once turned to religion but Jesus just walked away.