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Air on a Spring String

FlipFlops_web.jpgSpring a ding dong,
Beautiful time at your door,
Go outside in a thong,
Probably should wear more,
But it’s hot outside,
You’ve been cooped up all year,
Give the G-string a ride,
You’ve got no thing to fear,
No matter the bum,
With the cottage cheese dimples,
Give the old string a strum,
So you’ve got a few pimples,
You’ll feel free and renewed,
After long winter’s cold,
Some might say it is lude,
I say it is bold,
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And a bound through the grass,
Get some breeze through the hair,
In the crack of your…back,
Not a care in the world,
As they rubberneck by,
With your glory unfurled,
Let your spirits fly high,
The only drawback may be,
As you wake the next day,
You may find a small fee,
The police make you pay,
I guess I forgot,
I’ll mention in closure,
You could just get caught,
For indecent exposure!

One reply on “Air on a Spring String”

Ah for the days when a thong was a thong and flip flop was what politicians did on issues. I hearken back to girls camp a few years ago when the director said, “Let’s remind the girls that they can only wear their thongs at the waterfront…”