Purple satin shawl on creamy shoulders

Eyes that promise Heaven for the gallant

“Christ! Those lovely tits as big as boulders!

Who’da thought a chick could have such talent?”

Alabaster skin and lips that shimmer

Blush like sunset falling over forest

“Holy Moly! Boys – I’m on a winner!

What a doll, I’ll get her number, honest!”

Walking like a goddess in the spotlight

Simple grace personified in woman

“Look out, lads! I’m headed for a hot night!

Tell me she can’t see this stallion comin’”

Poised, petite and beautiful – a picture

Aphrodite surely would be jealous

“In like Flynn by midnight guys, I betcha!

Any one got condoms? Come on, fellas!

Single tear drips down her cheek so slowly

Memories of nights before the heartache

“Won’t accept a drink? You bitch! Then blow me!

Who needs frozen chicken, men, for Christ’s sake!”

Home alone she stares out of the window

Thinking of her love who died for freedom

“Walked right out? Well how the hell should I know?

Boys, I know a lezbo when I see one!”