there are some girls that exude sex appeal as they walk she was one
By M.A.Meddings.
She was a thinking Man's walking Viagra,
Miss Alicia Jone's so they say,
She'd a first out from Oxford,
looked good in her Tabbard,
But a penchant to get her own way.
She was not quite what Julian needed,
A simple plain girl was his lot,
But Alicia's charm,
Was prone to disarm,
Any shyness or coyness he'd got.
On a night when they'd shared a nice dinner,
Attributes she was pleased to reveal,
And Julian's eyes,
So full of surprise,
Said good lord do you think they're quite real?
When they'd finally done their gymnastics,
And the pride of dear Julian had waned,
Sweet Alicia's smile,
Said let's rest for awhile,
Then we will do it all over again.
But Julian needed to study,
The joys of the flesh? Not today,
As a chance of a pass?
Well, please kiss my A**!!
For Alicia's got something to say.
She is quite the most beautiful Siren,
Many men have fell for her charms,
But Julian's pectorals,
Are to her quite memoral,
And she longs to be there in his arms.
For his kisses have taken her mind on,
His libido has taken her head,
Now he's done with the Physics,
They've a shop out at Chiswick,
Where they use up their knowledge of bed.
It is quite the designer emporia,
With goods that are just the Sloane set,
Where the walking Viagra,
Well, she prowls like a Jaguar,
And beguiles all the clients they get.
But poor Julian has lost out to money,
The lure of her bed his downfall,
He'd much better have got,
A plain girl of his lot,
And a first from St Catherine's hall.
The end
Poetry by lastromantichero
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Written on 2005-11-14 at 16:29
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A thinking man's walking viagra by M.A.Meddings
A thinking man's walking Viagra.By M.A.Meddings.
She was a thinking Man's walking Viagra,
Miss Alicia Jone's so they say,
She'd a first out from Oxford,
looked good in her Tabbard,
But a penchant to get her own way.
She was not quite what Julian needed,
A simple plain girl was his lot,
But Alicia's charm,
Was prone to disarm,
Any shyness or coyness he'd got.
On a night when they'd shared a nice dinner,
Attributes she was pleased to reveal,
And Julian's eyes,
So full of surprise,
Said good lord do you think they're quite real?
When they'd finally done their gymnastics,
And the pride of dear Julian had waned,
Sweet Alicia's smile,
Said let's rest for awhile,
Then we will do it all over again.
But Julian needed to study,
The joys of the flesh? Not today,
As a chance of a pass?
Well, please kiss my A**!!
For Alicia's got something to say.
She is quite the most beautiful Siren,
Many men have fell for her charms,
But Julian's pectorals,
Are to her quite memoral,
And she longs to be there in his arms.
For his kisses have taken her mind on,
His libido has taken her head,
Now he's done with the Physics,
They've a shop out at Chiswick,
Where they use up their knowledge of bed.
It is quite the designer emporia,
With goods that are just the Sloane set,
Where the walking Viagra,
Well, she prowls like a Jaguar,
And beguiles all the clients they get.
But poor Julian has lost out to money,
The lure of her bed his downfall,
He'd much better have got,
A plain girl of his lot,
And a first from St Catherine's hall.
The end
Poetry by lastromantichero
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Written on 2005-11-14 at 16:29
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