Is It Luck

by | Aug 6, 2008 | Poetry | 0 comments

Just my luck
I’ve wrecked my truck

I did not mean to stare
It’s just she had so much that was bare

I think if it had not been for her long brown hair
You would have seen her pair

Her legs went from the ground up and back down again
Why did she have to show so much skin

She walked with a wiggle
And had such a funny giggle

She was oh so little
And oh so tiny around the middle

I guess with women that look like her around
I’ll have to walk around looking at the ground

I may have to start wearing blinders like a horse
Or I’ll end up in a divorce


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