Honey Pot
Your gorgeous, and a temptation I can’t deny
The only trouble is,
my waistline has ballooned since I first met you.
You may be asking why
Well that’s my sweet tongue, sticky fingers
and your delicious honey pot.
Why don’t you diet I hear you say.
Well, life’s to short for fannying around
The only fanny I crave is your lovely honey pot.
Well, after all I guess its nice to have a few extra lbs (pounds) anyway.
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