Lolita

June 20th, 2008

  

When I first saw her I spilled my coffee

She was wrapped in a see-through bouquet

Her eyes were the color of toffee

Her hair brought the night to my soiree

She drew a painting of a rice paddy

I bought her the collection “Stacks of Hay”

Her friends called me Sugar Daddy

The poor girl couldn’t afford a Monet

With her top down she drove my Ferrari

A nude predator on a hunt for prey

I know you all said I’ll be sorry

but she really took my breath away

Once I asked her if we’d ever marry

She smiled and said I prefer to play

To some this may sound scary

but I just loved her more each day

I send her the moon when I worry

to lead her back all the way

Last time a cold breeze returned in a hurry

brought me tears then led my life astray !

  

 

 

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