Ten four clay, it is dark as a dungeon down in that jewel mine, you know women don't have to face the same heart break of hydraulics that men do. A little dab of 90 weight gear lube and they are good to go.
I been thinking about doing a riff on His Last Duchess
Going to call it His Last Vagina
Sweetest vagina I ever knew
My first true love
We went steady for five years
I met her at her sweet 16 party
I was only 15
I can still remember what she was wearing that night
After five years of heavier and heavier petting
I was finally in like Flynn
But it was brief
I was in it for about a five seconds
She was saying no all along
But I finally looked in her face
And saw that she meant it
It was such a sorrowful retreat
She had asked me to marry her
And I had said no
She had moved on and I was trying to hang on
Use sex to manipulate her maybe
Ah shit good time Charlie got the blues.
I was such a moma’s boy
I asked my mother if I could get married
And momma said, "Oh Jacky: Don't, there are plenty of fish in the sea."
If I only had more nerve endings in my fingers
Life would be good again.
Say it with music
Is it just me or do women have all the great kiss off songs?
I like this one.
He sang this at a swank night club in Washington DC back in the seventies, the music reviewer for the Washington Post called him a "Barroom Baritone"
Not her cup of tea
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