He backed on off, soft to the silkened touch
Must abide by these corrupt and silly little rules
Be a fool not to divulge and dive right on in
She’s been tapestried, downright flagrant for her blonde bombshell nature alone
Prone to turning the other rosy – red cheek
To giving him all of her damn right everything
Then they walked and wailed, from snail – paced at first ’til the impending thirst earned compete haste – ridden reoccurrence
Just must tuck on in