City Health Inspector - Poem by Brian Evans
I'm a cool City Health Inspector,
So my report on your boss is true,
Everything's just so lovely,
Especially sweet waitress too:
Her eyes, her cheeks, her lips, her...
Earn my A-plus tick for your crew!
Bring more coffee, pretty girl do-
Blow the cost - I'll be Big Spender,
And write great poems for you...
Ooh I've spilt some molten brew!
My thighs afire like a burning desire
My eyes water red and moist-
Buckets of ice cream would melt below!
(Raspberry's my favorite choice)
Oh this growing scalding glow...
I'm a tough City Health Inspector,
But I grant my permission - GO!
Within my stringent hygiene rules,
Ice cream your Inspector's family jewels!
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