She Was a Pistol
She was a cold piece of Work
Smooth as steel
Long slender figure
And a look that could kill
She was all real
American Made
Her type was well liked
Even in the western days
She'll make you feel safe
And tell you it's Ok
She's rarely alone
And hates being at home
She moves sexy & slow
And one by one
She involves them
Then revolves them,
& throws them away
When she's done.
Copyright © Peter Baldwin | Year Posted 2021
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