There she stood, at last, nude, not a stitch!
He advanced … then his plans struck a hitch;
His hand cupped her smooth bum …
“Let her go! I’ll tell Mum!”
Yelled her snotty kid brother, the snitch!
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There she stood, at last, nude, not a stitch!
He advanced … then his plans struck a hitch;
His hand cupped her smooth bum …
“Let her go! I’ll tell Mum!”
Yelled her snotty kid brother, the snitch!