Rather His Rather Than Yours Poem by Dorsey Baker

Rather His Rather Than Yours



She stands there looking into
The eyes he is undressing her with
You come in
She waits a while
Then she so sweetly tells you
That she enjoys his
So much better than yours
His personality
His voice
The hair upon his head
His chest

He sweeps her off her feet
With a sexy look
A passionate smile

You become a
Hand me down
And she becomes his
Because she would rather his
Rarther than yours!

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