I used to hang-out with boys usually back in college and this poem is inspired by their true to life experiences.
She got the sexiest body ever.
Vital statistics, 36-24-34.
Sparkling eyes like diamond stars.
Oh! I can’t get enough with those eyes.
Red berry lips! How sweet would it be to kiss?
I would like to gently caress those rosy cheeks.
Hair straight as ever.
How smooth would it feel in my finger?
But when she spoke and I heard her voice louder.
Surprise to hear a thunder!
Oh My! She’s not a real girl.
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