When the shy guy,
Looking for a two-ply:
Told his crush how he felt,
Strong bag of heft.
How marvelous it were for he!
How manipulative, it made she!
Herculean vigor :
For emotional package in rounded figure.
The feel of lips shows her flair,
And how UV glows her hair.
Boy, it’s too much for you’re of poor sight,
But if it be blinded love, she under would melt.
Just let loose,
Cut own, antler, may or not, less, be moose
And yours runs wildly in forest.
Endear rest.
Gently caress the morrow she:
Definite two, he and she.
Morrow, she has you on her breast, crush.
Damn, the to-day crush!
Words Of Lee 