A play on words about dinner…
Is it served in a bucket
or on a plate?
Hurry up
because it’s getting late.
Can I undress you with my eyes?
Do I prefer breasts or thighs?
Hmm, that’s a tough one to choose.
Either one I pick I cannot lose.
Which one is a treat?
White or dark meat?
Let me sink my teeth into either one.
I’ll leave it dry and hot when I’m done.
Both are very good, I bet.
Both can also get slippery when wet.
I’ll let my tongue enjoy
it’s newfound toy.
Mmm, dessert, how about that?
Don’t mind if I serve myself, o.k.?
I can choose at the drop of a hat
and still get my fill today.
Shall I explore deeper and deeper?
It won’t hurt.
The angle is getting steeper and steeper.
Be careful…
I don’t want to get any on my shirt.
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