by Simplicity Lett

Created on: April 05, 2009

"A Gentle, Loving Touch"

It can't be correct, it just can't be!
It's not even possibly maybe!
Say it's not true, I just can't see . . .
. . .Wait, were we drunk last night, you and me?

You're telling me of the removal of britches
That's so laughable now I'm in stitches
You say the excuse was "It itches!"
. . .oh, I see, you have pictures.

I'm under quite a large load of stress
But you say I was quick to undress
And run my hands in a gentle caress
Over your - really? I'm blank, I confess.

You've gone into detail quite graphic
About kisses and touches that would stop traffic
I think I'm developing a tic
I don't remember at all, and I'm frantic.

Of course I like you a lot, my dear
And I'm sorry that I've shown you this fear
Your gentle touch, I'm sure, drew me near
But blame my memory on all the beer.

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