Mistaken Identity
Down around ankles were his trousers
as he caressed her he said wowzers
finding there no lady
it was all so shady
as he always seemed to pick posers
written 05/22/2014
contest Bawdy, Bawdy Bawdy Miss Clawdy
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2014
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