This poem is a bit risque. So if you are feeling naughty this is a little piece of prose that might tickle your fancy. Hey why not indulge yourself. You can't always be good. This is one you can memorize and recite.
Maxie for the Mini XXX
Mini skirts so short and neat,
Worn to show much more than feet,
Causes men to stop and stare,
Hoping to see some curly hair.
Thinking of that holy place,
Hiding below fancy lace,
Then she shows her invitation,
The dance of intense flirtation.
Thoughts imagine her sweet flower,
As it erects your ivory tower,
Her full red lips show desire,
It begins you to perspire.
She then bends and turns around,
Raising hem towards fertile ground,
Then she begins to hesitate,
Not showing what you anticipate.A little more your thoughts will say,
Pray let me see what I can't lay
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