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UnPoetia:Lusty beauty behind the counter
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Poetry for people who hate poetry |
She worked down in the village store
Where she would smile and serve;
To jerks like me who had the nerve
To ask if we could see some more -
"Of her", I said, as my mates gethered round,
"I dropped a penny on the ground,
And she's so nice she picked it up,
And what I saw was just plain luck:
Her breasts, so ample, and so smooth
Where the shadows dwell between her Groove
And the light danced with delicate grace;
I could not help but rub my place."