My Foreign Music Teacher
My foreign music teacher my loins disturb,
her grammar poor but her Brazilian superb.
She yelled “Ay, Caramba!
Do you wanna samba?”
I do love to dance but no Miss, wrong verb!
Written: August 2014
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