Ruth Walters (London, U.K.)
Sugar Tits and Leggy Pegs
went off to find a job,
Sugar Tits, she took the lead
while Leggy Pegs just scoffed.
Honey Bunny was upset
and this may well alarm ya,
while putting all her make up on,
she clean forgot mascara.
Then much to their surprise that day
Ms Smith arrived on time,
displaying nothing of the sort,
which they all thought, a crime.
Her blouse was buttoned up real high,
her skirt was far too long
and goodness gracious me and scream
her hair was brown, not blonde!
The film producer bilked and coughed
to see her primly dressed
and asked to see her naked
to inspect her silhouette.
Honey Bunny shook him up
while showing him her knickers
proclaiming she was best by far
than Smith who’d got the jitters.
Leggy Pegs stayed neutral,
not wanting to commit
but hitched her skirt up high enough
to show him all her bits.
Smithy won the day at last
by stripping to the bone
while the big old film producer,
he dropped his telephone.
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