Martini Haven

When I was just eleven, we bought an expensive house;

My Father was a legend, at selling sportswear and fine blouse!

My Mother was in show biz, and loved her daily drink;

So our signpost read, “Martini Haven”, which tickled people pink!

For they knew that when they stopped by, the spirits freely flowed;

Oft times they’d leave real tipsy, before they hit the road!

My Father was born on Christmas, and each year we had a bash;

With a large buffet of goodies, and much liquor to get you smashed!

Saturday night they went out to party, at one of two great clubs;

Each one had noted entertainers, with whiskey and great grub!

Now sixteen, I’d be in my bedroom sleeping, as the clock struck three a.m.;

My mother would fling my door open, and yell, “come out and party” with them!

You see, the clubs both closed at 2:30, but lots of people were not through;

So they’d drive right out to our house, and the entertainers would come too!

The music would be blasting, as I came into the room!

One night they’d brought the “Go-Go Girls”, which made my heart go zoom!

Three gorgeous buxom ladies, a teenage fantasy;

We danced for two straight hours, each one took turns with me!

I fell in love quite quickly, they thought that I was cute;

I was afraid I’d be embarrassed, by my hardened throbbing root!

There were several parties that happened, another that I loved;

Was when they brought home the well known “Kim Sisters”, three beauties from above!

With the faces of an angel, and black hair down to their waist;

Again we danced for hours, as my heart and manhood raced!

One night was very special, for “Carol Channing” was our guest;

She was in town for “Hello, Dolly”, the role she knew the best!

My Father gave her some stretch pants, for he had such elegance of touch;

The next week she sent a telegram, thanking him so much!

These memories to me are sacred, those days of treasured yore;

When men all dressed in finery, and jewels and minks ladies wore!

I never shall forget them, star studded symphonies from my past;

At the place called “Martini Haven”, where life moved very fast!