Oh, my little piece of
Tottering tottie
You really light my
fire
You are such a hottie
I think you are easy
Like as nottie
Oh, my little piece of
Tottering tottie
You really light my
fire
You are such a hottie
I think you are easy
Like as nottie
My pretty little missy
Let me fumble inside
the silk
Of your well filled
blouse
Or at least something
of that ilk
You temp me and tease me
And then displease me
You go cold and freeze
me
But then you seize me
Hug me and squeeze me
Not just to appease me
You want me to please,
see
And I have expertise
see
But you too can please
me
And then you reprise me
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