A SAILORS STORY

enough with the serious stuff

As I was standing in a parking lot,
just waiting on a pal.
To my surprise and joyful glee,
my roving eye did spy.

A lovely lass with shapely hips
and brother what an (as you were sailor this is a G. rated poem.)
As she walked, she bounced,and she bounced, and she bounced,
oh what a site to see.

That lovely lass,
with a classy (hey u, try it again and your out the door.)
Hmmm where was I
Oh yes, I remember

So sleek, so fine
Oh what in the world
would i have do
to make her mine all mine.

I had to laugh, I had to smile
another guy I spied.
was gasping for a breath of air,
as she went bouncing bye.

He sweat, he moaned
convulsed in ecstasy.
That lass had cast a spell on us
weak mortals that we be.

Perhaps I should just end this tale
a story left unsung.
As she passed me bye I caught her eye,
I was standing on my tongue.