The Bouncing Teenage Bed
Sex was why I left the homely coop,
lack of it to tell the truth.
And when I got into my flat, with every
girl I hung my hat.
Thank you mam and wham bam bam,
at last my life, was full of jam.
To wake up with a damsel’s cheer,
convinced my friends I was not *****.
So I could walk, and play the ball, and in
my arms, more gals would fall.
With bouncing boobs and butts like jelly,
I had no time to watch the telly.
Sighs and butts and boobs and squeals,
Now I know how heaven feels.
But in my lust I ne’er forgot; the coop
and mum and dad I got.
Copyright © Peter Lewis Holmes | Year Posted 2015
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