Way back when, when I was young and poor
I packed my bags and thumbed to the shore.
I had hiked down the road just barely a mile
When she pulled over and flashed me a smile
I hopped into the cab and couldn’t help but stare
She had legs up to there – and boobs to spare
Her smile was big and her teeth shown white
They glistened and enticed in the morning light
I slid over a little and leaned in close to steal a kiss
But my face hit something and I swear I missed
I tried a different angle but there was no way around
From the bottom or the side, no path could be found
No matter which way I tried it acted as a shield
Keeping those lovely lips forever concealed.
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Copyright © James Andersen | Year Posted 2017