He said, "I'm just a little faxinated by the female form
But sadly you're as near as I'll never get. But if I
Fail to catch that wounded goddess in you, well,
I've a flair for porno."
He said, "Just let me take your picture"
And I said "Ok. But my stomach's not where it ought
To be. It's not like you could eat ice-cream off it."
And he said "It's ok, just keep your shirt on"
And his eyes glazed over, so insistent.
Effortless charm and a tasteless hairline.
This velvet crush of a man, crouched over a camera stand
And a flair for porno
Writer(s): Long Fin Killie
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