She’s always blowing kisses
Got little boys catching them
Red ruining their cheeks as they
Smile so wide
She’s always hiking up her skirt
To make the little boys jealous
That her man is on hand
To them she’s a fantasy
She’s got that aura of a fashion queen
Lean and sweet, so perfect
Making little boys shiver with
Just one pass by
She’s always singing while skipping
And little boys look out windows
While her hair flails around her face
What a little boy’s dream
She’s good at hiding the thorns
That wrap around her little heart
And while she is begging for attention
She’s breaking apart

02/10/2009

Posted on 02/10/2009
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