Phil Soar

Gold Star - 11,791 Points (28.06.1952)

The Girl I Love - Poem by Phil Soar

The bosom of the girl I love,
Is an ordinance survey map,
My hands explore the contours,
When she's sitting on my lap,
Her nipples rise like little peaks,
Upon a flowing land,
They rise and fall depending on
The movement of my hand;
Her bottom is a feature,
I must confess I like,
And when she's naked on the lawn,
It's a place to park my bike.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 30, 2014



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