Huddle And Cuddle Saturday Night Fever Poem by vijay menon
Huddle And Cuddle Saturday Night Fever
lets cuddle and huddle
sip some wine
and feel free to cavort
its time to dance and prance
sway your hips
get under the sheet
fill the urge to surge
merge ourselves and lets be one
weekends are meant just for fun
and not to sit and count the bills
till the hair gets gray
and we forget the
meaning of fun
so my sweet doll
jump into my bed
i will take care of the rest
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4/18/2024 6:17:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
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