Everything limber
Everything pert
The quivering flesh
In a well filled shirt
The flattering flutter
Of a pleated skirt
The coquettish look
Of an obvious flirt
Everything limber
Everything pert
The quivering flesh
In a well filled shirt
The flattering flutter
Of a pleated skirt
The coquettish look
Of an obvious flirt
Long slender legs
That caught the eye
Atop a stockinged limb
A glimpse of thigh
A hint of lace
As she passes by
And a look that says
“Don’t even try”
You’re really buff
You’re a bit of fluff
You’re a bit of stuff
Are you buff in the
buff?
Sweet Wendy Foy
Fancied trendy Roy
Roy was a friendly boy
Who used Wendy Foy
Like a bendy toy
She enjoyed un-bendy
Roy
And his trendy toy
That gave Wendy Joy
Let me say this from the start
You’re a lovely bit of
stuff
I say this in all
sincerity
You’re a gorgeous
piece of fluff
I can’t emphasize this
enough
You are truly cute and
buff
What I wouldn’t freely
give
To spy you in the buff
And what I wouldn’t do
For a glimpse of your
chuff
Just to see if there
is parity
Between collar and
cuff
At 3am there was a knock at the door
It was my neighbour,
the cheeky little strumpet
3 o’clock in the
morning, can you believe that?
Having the door
knocked by some bit of crumpet
All I can say is that
it was lucky for the little madam
I was still up playing
my trumpet
He called out to his wife
As he sat watching TV
"When I die, I’m
going to leave
Everything to you, sweetie!"
She shouted back,
"You already do,
you lazy B"