There once was a girl from DeSoto,
she had nothing of value, in toto.
So she spread herself thin
sent an envelope in,
it contained a most vulgar nude photo.
Well, the photo raised nary a stir.
coarse and graying and plenty of fur,
all the photos returned
and the memories spurned,
every man is a connoisseur.
Next, suggestive expressions were thrown
and the voice took on a sweet tone,
there was talk of hot drips
from wherever and lips
what was left was the life of a drone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very catchy Herbert well done Regards Dave T