Spiel on the Other Side of the
Queers for Dinner
seemed like my uptown art dealer'd never
invite me & paul to check out
the hi-falutin new
six thousand square feet pad, he was bragging
he'd just built on top a hill with a 360º view
of anything anybody'd ever wish to see
but then he was a republican
& us being just a couple of lowly dudes
maybe he didn't want our queer tootsies
on his marble floors
& also i'd pissed him off one time
when i told him he looked cute
in cowboy boots
so anyway i finally asked,
aren't you gonna ask us over
to see yer hotshit pad?
weird how he acted like
it'd never occurred to him
well he finally phoned,
wanted to know
if we had any food preferences
cuz he & his old lady'd decided
to try out their flashy
new stainless steel kitchen on us
cook up something special,
said we'd be a kind of test run
for when they had real dinner guests
well yeah, i said,
if yer doin something special
we do have preferences:
we don't eat skunk
& we don't eat pussy
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