Size Does Matter
You've got the kind of cleavage that I really like
A place where a man can really park his bike
With two lovely legs, tanned to perfection by the sun
Now I'm going cross eyed watching the wiggle of your bum.
Why don’t men think with their brains, not what’s in their pants
When we got down to action I wish you’d warned me in advance
I gasped when I saw your ‘dangly bits’ I couldn’t believe my eyes
I needed a magnifying glass … you told me lies about the size!
You said size didn't matter , Oh what a fibber you are
As you pushed your legs through the back windows of the car
You also said I was marvelous for the two minutes I was in
I knew I should never trust a woman who had been guzzling gin
27th August 2015
Copyright © Jadazzle United | Year Posted 2015
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