He could not resist, he had to have her.
Music infused him, alcohol caused a blur.
Stumbling over, he tried for the wall,
He missed terrifically, evoking quite a fall.
Springing up undeterred he pronounced “Madam! I’d love to see you nude!”
His conquest hesitated…“Sorry son, I’m actually a dude.”
Thursday, 12 February 2009
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