Conceived by savants
Designed by computers
Precision Built by
robots
And driven by
commuters
Conceived by savants
Designed by computers
Precision Built by
robots
And driven by
commuters
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