She sprawled naked and stared at the ceiling,
Her moist nether parts thus revealing.
She said “That was nice,
Though I know you’ve come twice,
Could we do it just once more … with feeling?”
Tag: naked
Fair game
Being reckless and devil-may-care,
She accepted a mischievous dare,
Being all in good fun,
To strip naked and run,
Being chased by some chaps round the square.
Of course all of the men were aware
That the lass had drunk more than her share,
But the girl had no shame,
Just a tart and fair game:
She was up for whatever, they’d swear!
Take the outfit she’d chosen to wear:
Low-cut blouse and a skirt up to there!
She undressed on the spot
Showed them all that she’d got:
A nice arse and my God, what a pair!
They yahooed when she stood there, all bare,
In the public bar’s fluorescent glare…
As she pouted and posed,
With her pink bits exposed,
All the lads had a jolly good stare!
They yelled “Go!” and one smacked her derriere.
She ran out of the pub like a hare,
Then the men took off too,
With great hullabaloo:
Jolly sport, as the Brits say, or rare!
Well, of course, the girl hadn’t a prayer.
A man shouted “Let’s give her a scare!”
She was caught, squeezed and groped,
Victors’ spoils they hoped.
No, in love and war, all isn’t fair!