Learning about the environment
She intended to educate me
About the environment,
The science of it,
The objective of it,
How we survive, effect
And thrive within it.
-However, all I can see
And think about are her breasts.
How they full and stretch her shirt,
How they spill out and jiggle
How they tease and taunt me
How her breasts seem to want me to touch:
Oh God, how I want to touch.
Posted by
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16:45:45
i told you how I feel about this…come on man…clean it up!
laughing…
Hey TB…thanks for visiting again! You really think it needs to be cleaned up…I was laining toward it being crude…its one of those ‘amatteroffactly’ type poems…You know one of those ‘I don’t give a damn type poems’ But I must conclude the lecturer was one smart lady. One can learn a lot from her, once one can get pass the fact that God has blessed her with beautiful breasts…