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shopping – poem

by billgncs

I don’t know why she doesn’t take me shopping?

How do you find my hips my dear?
I am pleased that you have asked
You come into my arms,
And I run my fingers down your back.

No No, I mean the swimsuit dear
How do you judge the fit?
It’s fine where all the fabric is
and even better where it isn’t

Silly, answer true for once
Is this what I’m about?
Well, you look very good within
And extraordinary without.

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Posted on August 26, 2012 at 12:40 AM in Bill, Humour poetry, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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10 Comments to “shopping – poem”

    
  5. russtowne
    January 15, 2013 at 12:10 AM

    I really like this one. Humorous and clever!
    Russ

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