My Musing of Slickman

I met a friend here who calls himself Slicky

Who when I first chatted with made me feel icky

The more we spoke the more I knew

He was going to be a friend that was true blue

We spoke of our families and things from our past

Right then and there I knew our friendship would last

He has had many jobs and now is a trucker

This dude is one cool motherfucker

His wife has an outlandish sexual appetite

She adds other guys to her menu some nights

My friend Slicky doesn’t mind that or get sore

Because when she gets home she’s looking for more

So see, don’t judge a book by its cover

For her Slicky is her number one lover

I’m glad that we found each other my friend

And you have my love and support ‘till the end