The Weekend
I stood in front with a long red dress
I wasn’t sure what to do
I hadn’t planned on this, and took off my left shoe
I wanted to jump on the tramp, but oh the mess
Every person took their turn
Lots even got a burn
Some fell and got bumps
Others made large jumps
I waited for my chance
Standing behind my hunky boy
He sized me up and jumped on the toy
Moving like a dance
I separated my two feet
And tied my skirt in a knot
The skirt became pants and I moved to the spot
I smiled and bounced on my seat
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