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Post by althea on Jun 25, 2016 14:10:25 GMT
She was a looker in her day
She had to chase the men away.
She got lots of male attention
Which was never her intention.
She wondered if it was flashing eyes
Or shapely legs,or slender thighs
That caused her to fascinate.
She could only speculate.
It might be her little round behind
Because it could never be her mind.
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