Any Man With Money Can Have One ....... [very Short; Not Personal (Really): A Romantic Evening; Humor] - Poem by Bri Edwards
The night was young, the wine was old,
inside was warm, outside was cold.
The dance was slow, and I was bold.
My heart beat fast. Her hair was gold.
My two hands...... were on her waist.
Her two eyes said...“make haste, make haste.'
If YOU envy me, then drop a load;
pick up a “babe” where dolls are sold.
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