The Acting Lover

The acting lover When I was fifteen and a galley boy on a ship The cook was over the top gay and couldn't Help to pick up some of is manner like smoking Slim cigarettes and waving my arms around. Many women thought I was gay which was a bonus As they were teaching me to be-ungay, They succeeded every time and we're happy this Had saved me in time this ploy worked until I looked The working class was big and muscular then I had To play the shy one fearful of women. Of course, I had to come clean be my randy self Looking for sex yet behaving with decorum and not Like a brute, this has served me well till I got To the age I was too old, now I'm the granddad Who knows to too much but keep quiet about it, But I still smoke slim cigarettes