She’d committed a tactical blunder;
Had too much to drink, so small wonder,
Now, back at his place,
Tipsy, nude, face to face,
She was not certain whom she was under!
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What odds?
The maid glumly considered her plight;
Tipsy, naked, well almost, not quite.
From the bulge in his pants,
There now seemed little chance
That her virtue would see out the night.