Hello my darling
your curves are charming
but don't find it alarming
when my hand gets out of touch
with the smooth crutch
your hips were made to clutch
Please elate me
turn and hate me
this is our fate see
bound and tenable
a tap dance skeletal
separation will be brutal
We push and push and push
Please lets move on
put some clothes on
the sun it nears dawn
fast is our folly
crawl to the yellow trolley
anywhere said lips of Molly
We push and push and push
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