BEAU GOLDEN

(1565 / Earth, USA, California, Los Angeles, Van Nuys, Balboa blvd)

Laura Said It Wasn't Red


Look real quickly over there
The hottest girl with auburn hair
She's a beauty not a queen
Queens don't come in red and green

Redhead hot now it's your turn
She will make your fingers burn
Laura said, 'it isn't red!
' 'Auburn is it's shade instead'

Redheads quickly fog my glasses
Redheads have the hottest asses
Watch out for their terse replies
Redheads wise and cause demise

I loved Laura with hair not red
Then i begged her into bed
Laura's body was divine
The demise was mine all mine

Laura begged me into bed
Laura said her hair ain't red
Who am i to disagree?
She took my virginity

Submitted: Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Edited: Saturday, July 31, 2010

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