With good wine and some candlelight.
I’ll sneak a quickie during lunch.
Or right at dawn with Cap’n Crunch.
I often to do it in my bed
When naughty thoughts are in my head.
I sometimes do it in my car
Three times I did it in a bar.
I usually do it at my desk
Not fully dressed, I must confess.
One time I did it on a bus
My battery died and made me cuss.
I could not, would not with a goat
Not even for a cover quote.
Call me easy, I don’t care
Hey – anytime, anywhere.
That sound you just heard was Dr. Seuss rising from the grave and beating me to death with a copy of Green Eggs and Ham.
So when and where do you like to do it?
Write, you perverts. When do you like to write?
What did you think we were talking about?