short shorts short skirts

every time you slipped into

those short shorts of yours

my poor eyes no longer blink

my poor head no longer thinks

.

every time you slipped into

those short skirts of yours

my poor heart turns manic

my poor head turns telescopic

.

everytime you slipped into

those g-strings of yours

my poor eyes turn frigid

my manhood turns frigid

.

………………minus the ‘f’!

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