Gone with the Wind
Finally I saw her in detail.
Of Jeans made, her skirt
Above knees, threaded.
Collar and cleavage generous
Her tits to her skin chocolate.
Jeans blue and the shirt in purple.
Most exposed, a little is covered.
After work, in short time
She went home to return
Scarlet; Gone With Wind,
Replaced my, old colleague.
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