What´s in her(beside neglect for you)
What´s behind those lips
Whew! I´ve Heard her talk and it doesn´t fit
But that mouth could simply kiss
And make an ounce a pound of wist
What´s behind all that mind junk
Enough room for some fantasies I´d fancy
Good enough to share
Though your voice works gossip broad
As young men pine in their dozens
Envy finds your friends and cousins
Yet you speak a trivial piece
The one the world wants to hear the least
What´s under those clothes say´s my morning
She picks up on my flirt and drops it like bucket
Invents some kind of ruse to keep me going
Keeps me in the hundredfold neglect locket
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