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Bums And Bumps

Bums And Bumps

Sitting in my car waiting for dear wifey

My eyes darting to and fro

Shorter than short shorts wherever I look

My poor heart is beating so

Is this gonna continue year after year

Where will this madness end

Not soon I hope, this is heaven on earth

Lovin' it my dear dear friends

Do they know what havoc they is a-causing

Have run off the road more than once

When the real short shorts are in concert with

Two lovely bumpers up front

Seems like an obsession of a sexual nature

It's just a normal male reaction

Promise I'm harmless, well most of the time

Till exposed to this innocent distraction

I can honestly say I've still got an eye

For the girlies with those sweet wee bums

Just admire the beauty, not a dirty old man

Oh the female form, yum, yum!

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Deborah Evans

Hi Jack I understand just  admiring the beauty 
of the female form what man wound`t lol 
when you think back in time when women wore down 
their feet dresses and to see an ankle by a male was an event 
how times have changed :-)
I enjoyed my friend  Love n hugs Debs xx

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Jack Ellison

Yummy yum yum!!! What more can I say!!!!!!!!!!!! lol Love and hugs, Jacko xxx

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