Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Britain With a Whip

by surlyh
London Crawling Bureau



This she-spy fixation I’ve heeded
As lad, Mrs. Peel, badly needed
D. Rigg was indeed
The best ‘half’of Steed
"Hit me, Brit invasion!” I pleaded


No Freudian images here
What’s seen is most blatant and clear
Though she’s having fun
With snake and cannon
Your mind, from the gutter, please steer



8 comments:

Norm Knott said...

Rigg's wardrobe--it was a bit much
With leather and zippers and such
Her sleek, sexy poise
Made pubescent boys
Desirous to reach out and touch

surlyh said...

Perhaps the nearsighted mistook her
For b&d ‘dom’ or a hooker
But only the blind
And feeble of mind
Would find that she wasn’t a looker

Norm Knott said...

The pernicious Mrs. E. Peel
Delicious from hair flip to heel
But how to romance
In tight '60s pants?
One's wishes are hard to conceal

Backthrow said...

Rarely did Emma let her guard slip
A large surplus of smarts, not a dip
Through dark hallways she'd slink
Stopping crooks with a wink
More than they, over her, would go *flip*

surlyh said...

To Norm:

Now don’t be a cad or a blighter
For Peel’s not some bird or one-nighter
And do not forget
That when you get wet
Your skin hugging duds get much tighter

Norm Knott said...

The sight of Diana in skirt
So mini one's eyes can't avert
So help me, Ralph,
I can't stop myself
Straight into my pants I do spurt

surlyh said...

I cannot believe you went there
Describing your business--beware:
Observe some decorum
While you’re in this forum
Or else we will yank underwear

Norm Knott said...

Describing a little wet dream
Maybe is a bit too extreme
Your advice I will take
And be more opaque
And come to the top just like cream