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The Avon Lady sold her some lipstick in the colour of plum
It was on special offer and she couldn't resist buying some
Then she bought a purple dress to match her purple lips 
The purple pirate is about to find, he's really had his chips
 
He was swashing his buckle and both his eyes were crossed
As she squeezed his nuggets he admits she's the boss
She unzips her dress to reveal violet underwear
The pirate fell out of his hammock and banged his head on the chair
 
His mistress in dis dress couldn't believe her eyes
She removed his elephant thong and couldn't believe the size
It was like a flagpole but was lying at half mast
To raise it was a challenge if he failed he’d be aghast
 
She stood before the pirate in her purple underwear
He was really into boobies and boy has she got a pair
He stuck his head between them and she said ' Hey that's enough
He couldn't hear a word she said, her boobs acted like ear muffs 
 
They caressed each other gently, she couldn’t believe what she was seeing
His todger was gigantic, but can he use it for a little more than peeing?
He deftly removed her panties and onto him she did climb
When they finally came together the explosion was sublime
 
My love you are a treasure and to you I did succumb
We will be together forever and I’ll always dress in plum
No other man can match your love and no other I will seek
You can be my purple pirate every day of every week

10th June 2014
Submitted to Colours Contest Sponsored By Shadow Hamilton

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