The things we said and did, what made you wet.
Do you remember that warm fine day,
When inhibitions were blown away,
Do you remember looking at that rose,
Then I sprayed you, with the garden hose.
Whitesnakes do it better........ with a hose in the hand and a wet bird in the bush.
5 comments:
Greetings from Dubai! What can I say about that poem? Any ideas? No? OK. Bye!
Watch what ya doin with that hose babe xxxx
soft and cuddly ...you ain't
very original!
And provocative too.
I am...at a loss for words. But there is definitely a smile on my face. You seem to have that effect on people, judging from the comments. Whatever it is you're doing, you're doing it right.
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