His technique of seduction was glib;
Charm and wit, an occasional fib.
If a woman saw through him,
And did the same to him,
He’d smile, take a breath, and ad lib.
Tag: seduction
A muddle
She had got herself into a muddle:
A kiss and an innocent cuddle,
A couple of wines,
And his well-practised lines
Served her mind only more to befuddle!
Winners and losers
There’s a bloke I know, whom it amuses,
By charm, or by various ruses,
To coax into bed
Girls I’d never have said
Were that type… only beautiful losers.