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  LAWRENCE S. PERTILLAR (February/'47)
 
 
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  11997.     

Ten Minutes Aint Enough

Ten minutes aint enough,
No!
To have my needs satisfactorily pleased.
Ten minutes aint enough.

Ten minutes aint enough!

Ten minutes aint enough,
No!
To know what I want before it leaves.
Ten minutes aint enough.

Ten minutes aint enough!

There has to be a bit of teased acquaintance.
With a chat that sits.
There has to be a bit of teased acquaintance.
With eyes that are fixed.
And not drifting.

Ten minutes aint enough,
No!
To have my needs satisfactorily pleased.
Ten minutes aint enough.

Ten minutes aint enough!

Ten minutes aint enough,
No!
To know what I want before it leaves.
Ten minutes aint enough.

Ten minutes aint enough!

Some may wish a quick...
Beginning that swiftly ends.
With nothing to explore.
But an exit out a door!

Ten minutes aint enough,
No!
To know what I want before it leaves.
Ten minutes aint enough.

Ten minutes aint enough!

There has to be a bit of teased acquaintance.
With a chat that sits.
There has to be a bit of teased acquaintance.
With eyes that are fixed.
And not just there to lift and drift.

Ten minutes aint enough,
No!
To have my needs satisfactorily pleased.
Ten minutes aint enough.

Ten minutes aint enough!

Ten minutes aint enough,
No!
To know what I want before it leaves.
Ten minutes aint enough.

Ten minutes aint enough!
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  11998.     

'Ten' Minutes Into a Happy Hour

The key to success?
Don't let anyone know,
'Successful' is 'your' life.
Keep it to yourself.

If you feel forced to speak,
When asked.
Especially from those who probe,
And wish to know...
'Are you 'still' doing that? '

Say 'yeah! '
Nothing else.
A 'yeah' will do it!

Then in the peaceful confines,
Where you are relaxed...
And away from those self indulged in BS.
Do your thing!
And become successful at it!
Folks will one day realize,
Just how resourceful you are.

Giving them a reason to wonder,
Why you are happier than they are...
And you are leaving them,
'Ten' minutes into a happy hour.
Without having a drink.
OR complaining about co-workers or a boss!

'He's gay! ',
Those dudes sipping on a Sloe Gin Fizz whisper!
As they pretend to play pool!
While eyeing chicks drinking bottles of 'Bud'
Who either flirt or ignore.
~Why?
He hasn't got a dropp of ass! ~

'Man,
You gon' take your shot or not? '
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  11999.     

Ten To Fifteen Years Would Be Ideal

Your Honor...
I take full responsibility for my actions.

When I stopped my car,
In the middle of the highway...
And told the kids,
That I was driving home from school...
If they found me so boring,
To go play on the highway!
I didn't think they would take me literally.
Who knew?

The police report stating,
I had a gun...
And making the kids run one by one,
Across the highway is exaggerated.
I did not have a gun.
It was a bat!
And I had 'HAD' it.

Sorry, Your Honor.
Of late...
I have become very emotional.

So...
If there is any rehabilitation programs,
You believe I may be qualified to enter...
I would be so grateful.
Ten to fifteen years would be ideal.
As a suggestion.

However...
If you feel I am needing more time,
Behind bars...
I will leave that entirely up to you.
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 

   
   
 

  12000.     

Tender

Tender?
I can surrender,
A tenderness.
I can become seduced...
If that emotion comes.
And I can not refuse,
A choice chosen we both choose!
I can be cold!
And my eyes would not hold that back.
I prefer to give...
But it is hard for me to take,
A heartbreak
You believe can be easily mended.
Anytime you have mistaken me...
As a piece of discarded meat!
You wish to treat as a leftover,
When you have the appetite to eat.
I am not 'that' available!
Your selection was timely.
You will discover that...
After I am gone!
And you are left cruising the streets!
 
Lawrence S. Pertillar
   
 
 
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