We Have Nuts Among Us
Standing in the elevator,
I catch a glimpse,
you naughty thing,
was that a wink.
Slithering closer,
you touch my knee,
now wait a minute,
that's mine can't you see.
You are not sexy,
not even a bit,
I better not tell you,
again to quit.
Where did you come from,
did you fall from a tree,
I'm not telling you again,
leave.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2009
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