On your breath
There is the smell of
peppermint
And on your cheek,
Is that a flush? at
least a hint
And a look on your
face
Of the guilty kind
You’ve been up to
something
I can’t make up my
mind
But your misdemeanor
is,
Unless my instincts
are failing
That you’ve either
been
Swallowing or inhaling
Your touch is sexily silken
Your hands are like
gloves of velvet
You’re the greatest
lover
You’re the one I’ll
never forget
Blah blah blah, enough
of the poetry
Just put your hand up
my pelmet
We’ve been at it ten
minutes
And you haven’t got my
pants off yet
Skin as pure
As fresh drawn milk
And to the touch
Velvet, satin and silk
No blemish
But for natures kiss
A beauty
Made for sensual bliss
There was an old lady who swallowed a fly
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - perhaps she'll die!
Well she will if we don’t get rid of this useless bloody government
I do have a favourite;
I like them with a similar name
Basically I have a bad
memory
So the names should
sound the same
Like Rosita, Lolita
Sita, Rita or Nikita
Anita, Margarita
Benita, Nita or Greta
Have you ever eaten vegetarian?
Have you done that; do
you reckon?
Well, no I haven’t,
but I’d like to
Tell me do they taste
like chick’n
A mannogram is a new test
And is the most
effective way
Of detecting if a man
has a heart
So, get yours checked
out today
