At the Dance

He asked her to dance and so they did
Just as soon as she gave her consent
When done she gave him a long wet kiss
Which he thought tasted like peppermint

She brought him a drink and said, "Take me!"
He said, "I guess you don't like to go slow"
She said, "No, this is my thanks to you,"
"For something you did years ago"

"Do you remember a lady
"And her small brother you helped to protect?"
He said, "Well yes, I certainly do"
"But if you're that old, it's hard to detect!"

At first she seemed a bit confused
Then her smile took on a new shine,"
"I'm not the sister, silly, I'm the brother,"
"Shall we go to your place or mine?"

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