Les

If anyone lived up to their name
I guess It would have to be Les
He really wasn't rugged, tall or proud
I'd have to say just mild at best

When he took off his clothes
and made his way through the door
She looked down and she could see
Sometimes Les is more

Now please don't get all excited
Just stay right there in your seat
All I'm really trying to say
Is that little Les has big feet!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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