Playing With Myself
People are wierd at times
Saying the darndest things
Like "Go play with yourself"
Oh, the thoughts it brings
Slapjack, solitaire, pickup sticks
Is no fun at all
Think I'll crawl into bed
And just have a ball
I'm a pretty literal kinda girl
Be careful what you say
I may do exactly as you tell me
You'll be blushing every day
Copyright © Teresa Harr-Pena | Year Posted 2007
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