My Miss Right Song

In this autumn breeze
I’d like to breathe
Even when my squeeze
Goes on to sneeze
In a to-the-bone freeze
I’ll never say please
“Cheese!”
Cos it’s worth no sleaze
Let me say about my other expertise
I have a heart disease
When she goes overseas
I feel no ease
I stop eating blinis
Until my squeeze
Does return to Tabriz
And sit beside me with a chemise
In a feeze
With bêtise
I seize
Her,
Embrace her,
Caress her,
Kiss her,
Lick her
And other things like these with her!
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Posted: Sep 2009

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