A POEM ABOUT REAL LOVE
POEM ABOUT REAL LOVE
When the full moon transits Venus,
Is when I start dreaming of gator Penis,
Only in fall when leaves are golden,
Doing hucklebuck like in days of olden.
[still with me?]
Now I'm running with tights so loose,
The guys whistle seeing my lips of moose,
A welcome change from hee-haws,
Yes! I'm past menopause.
[I'm on a roll! So spread me!!!]
When days are chilly I'll eat clam chowder,
Unadulterated by soy powder,
No rigid veg can give me heat,
Like a hot foot-long of gator meat.
Oh my, Oh me
I think I've got to pee.
---Lady Gee-Spot
When the full moon transits Venus,
Is when I start dreaming of gator Penis,
Only in fall when leaves are golden,
Doing hucklebuck like in days of olden.
[still with me?]
Now I'm running with tights so loose,
The guys whistle seeing my lips of moose,
A welcome change from hee-haws,
Yes! I'm past menopause.
[I'm on a roll! So spread me!!!]
When days are chilly I'll eat clam chowder,
Unadulterated by soy powder,
No rigid veg can give me heat,
Like a hot foot-long of gator meat.
Oh my, Oh me
I think I've got to pee.
---Lady Gee-Spot
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