So very pleased to meet him, she puts him on the spotLong legs embraced by leather boots, no doubt the girl is hot.She opens up her jacket, sports a figure lean and trimFlintheart needs a pill or three to save what’s left of him.She offers him a candy-cane, this gal is truly sweetFlintheart can’t control his gaze, she’s such a tasty treat.He knows he must look foolish, vintage ham with a fresh crushThis girl has got him flummoxed, her mere presence a warm rush.With crimson lips and twisted braid, Kandikane will drive him madPassion’s poetry trapped inside: his only word, “Egad!”She hopes that there’s a cure for this, to lift the stubborn tranceFlintheart knows just what he needs: a late-in-life romance.She could send him into orbit with just a single kissHis ticker soon may well give out: death by happiness.
So very pleased to meet him, she puts him on the spotLong legs embraced by leather boots, no doubt the girl is hot.She opens up her jacket, sports a figure lean and trimFlintheart needs a pill or three to save what’s left of him.She offers him a candy-cane, this gal is truly sweetFlintheart can’t control his gaze, she’s such a tasty treat.He knows he must look foolish, vintage ham with a fresh crushThis girl has got him flummoxed, her mere presence a warm rush.With crimson lips and twisted braid, Kandikane will drive him madPassion’s poetry trapped inside: his only word, “Egad!”She hopes that there’s a cure for this, to lift the stubborn tranceFlintheart knows just what he needs: a late-in-life romance.She could send him into orbit with just a single kissHis ticker soon may well give out: death by happiness.