Indulge Yourself in Some Serious Girl Time: LOS Lyrics, #5

By Bangkok Byron

'Indulge yourself in some serious girl-time'

Said the slogan on the T-shirt that she wore

(When she got changed after I'd paid barfine).

I saw the words, the T-shirt, and much more

(Midriff and cleavage) thought – was it a sign

To warn me about how I'd lived before?...

 

And more like this - all true - all based on what actually happened to a misguided monger lost in the Land of Smiles.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bui Doi Books
• Release date: May 25, 2024
• ISBN: 9798224195930

Bangkok Byron

Bangkok Byron is famous (or should that be "infamous"?) for his numerous contributions to the Thailand forums. Bangkok Byron is, of course, a pen name (earned when he wrote his long narrative poem, Bangkok Don Juan, in the same verse form as Byron's Don Juan) to conceal his identity on account of his adventures (or should that be "misadventures"?) in the fleshpots of SE Asia.

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SERIOUS GIRL TIME

On my first trip to Thailand I met a girl who wore a T-shirt with the slogan ‘Indulge yourself in some serious girl-time’. It seemed like a good idea, so I did – and wrote a poem about it.

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‘Indulge yourself in some serious girl-time’

Said the slogan on the T-shirt that she wore

(When she got changed after I’d paid barfine).

I saw the words, the T-shirt, and much more

(Midriff and cleavage) thought – was it a sign

To warn me about how I’d lived before? –

No indulgence, no girls – just work, work, work;

No time but overtime – just duty, duty,

To a job where I was treated like a jerk,

And a wife who didn’t offer up the booty.

But somehow I had stumbled on this perk:

A night in heaven with a teenage beauty

Who treated me much better for her fee,

Than boss or wife had ever treated me.

TO MY GUITAR

Thai girls are fantastic, but, when all is said and done, there’s a lot to be said for that ’ole box with six strings.

To my guitar I’ll compare

my Thai honey (not to a summer’s day –

she is more sunny, and that’s been done before).

It, too, has curves in the right places,

and, if one observes,

neck, back and belly (soundhole, but no cunny).

Ah, there’s the rub!

I’m not trying to be funny,

but for that lack

(which makes it sexless, nunny), I’d dedicate

all my time and reserves to my guitar.

Jiab is softer,

cuddlier than a bunny, and much more beautiful to look at –

stunning.

Yet my guitar

this special praise deserves:

it never sulks, or jangles on my nerves,

and I don’t have keep on sending money to my guitar.

SWEATSHOP

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