Look Out

I love faded, jaded blondes,
with cigarette smiles
and sloe eyes.

I love perky, peppy brunettes,
who wear short dresses
to show their thighs.

I love rare auburn beauties;
Who catch me out
with their shy smiles.

I love green-eyed, freckled redheads,
with their cheeky laughs
and wicked wiles.

I love them all,
as any man would;
they give joy to my life.

I love them all, young and old,
So long as I’m not
Caught looking by my wife.