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TOY BOY
To the tune of 'One Day When We Were Young'.
Song.
Song.
I'm such a charming boy, the ladies all fall at my feet,/ Adoring,/ Imploring,/ And telling me I'm sweet./ They think that I'm the tops and I think the very same way;/ I render/ Them tender/ And they're prepared to pay./ They touch me/ And clutch me/ And gaze deep down in my eyes./ I charm them,/ Disarm them/ And tell some flattering lies./ They treat me as a pet and I simply smile and agree./ I fashion/ A passion/ For I'm in love with me./
I'm such a gorgeous thing the ladies just see me and swoon./ They nab me/ And grab me/ Most every afternoon./ Doubtless, I am divine; my mirror declares that is true./ I'm honey;/ They're money/ And worship must be due./ They simper/ And whimper/ And ask for kisses as well./ I tell them/ I sell them/ And they buy all I can sell./ Don’t you admire my face? The contours are fine as can be./ Adore me;/ Yearn for me./ We're all in love with me./
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5 comments:
Such a sweet poem.
Over here, it's always the males who fall flaaaaaat on damsels' feet, even without them oozing any appeal..!!!! :-))))))
Oh, aren't you wonderful, too, Brenda? This is a hoot. I love it.
-- K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
You've out done yourself this week, I love it!
Oh my gosh...sweet!!!
My Thursday Themesong link: Zip a dee doo dah
My oh my...have a wonderful day!!!!!
when old man goes with young girl, people don't bat an eye,
But when it is a toy boy, they come down on you. I just did a post on Women's day.
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