Looks Can Be Deceiving
There was a young gal whose silk skin
Was sewn up with some thread and a pin.
It would drive the men mad,
That sleek layer she had,
Well, until she unraveled her skin.
By Anne Currin
Copyright © Anne Currin | Year Posted 2012
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