With Choc'Late Liqueur
There once was a tipsy frequent flyer
Got the hots for a babe; tried to ply her --
With choc'late liqueur
He got through to her --
Took a vow that his kids she would sire
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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