She’s A Teaser For All Geezers!

Posted: April 25, 2015 in Uncategorized

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What A Tease!

This lady has sweet and sour taste like Chinese
Has a body like Dita von Teese
All the lads know that she’s a tease 
She keeps me alert like I’ve had loads of teas
Horny boys buzz around her derriere like bees
Even lesbians are falling down to their knees
As her derriere continues to jingle like keys 
Hard-nut geezers are catching feelings like a disease
Her aura touches us all like a cool breeze
She has got the sexiness like Alicia Keys
Leaving us lads with the cough, sneeze and wheeze!
Her body made my penis come to a freeze
I don’t wanna sound like a sleaze
But this girl has that sweet and sour thing going on like Chinese
Raising my temperature up to a 90 degrees
I want to give her derriere a good squeeze
She attracts men from overseas and across the seas
Not to mention the Japanese, Javanese, Lebanese and the Taiwanese
As well as the self-indulgent Portuguese
Who instantly fall in love with her idiosyncrasies
When it comes to looking good— she beats all nominees
Leaving the other girls draped over like dungarees
A part of me feels shaky with unease
Feeling mild and yellow like a stack of cottage cheese
She’s proper expensive like tuition fees
Her curvaceous frame never fails to please
Leaving the other women green like the leaves of trees
And slide away like a plate of mushy peas
I’m swinging from one end to the next like I’m on a trapeze
Because I want to watch her backside on repeat like a reprise
The Jack-the-lads are jumping around like fleas
She’s as hot as the country Belize
Leaving perverts loose like a chemise
Like I said— I don’t wanna sound like a sleaze
But her backside is something I have to seize
When it comes to attractiveness— she has the burden of proof 
Turning hot-blooded men into goofs
Going all extravagantly fruity like poofs
Certain men want to hit the roof
She’s heating my Pallett like Roxanne
Keeping people like me heated like a hot pan
How does she keep me in a slumber?
With those thighs like thunder 
I just want to tap into her goodness and her bumper 
With my Bic the size of a cucumber
I can devote myself to her like a fanatic
As I sink my Bic into her like the titanic
Thinking about her turns me manic
She turns me on when she gets bossy and autocratic
I just want to drive her crazy like an automatic
And smash the doors in like ceramics
I’m just being emphatic
Over this woman— because her derriere is turning me beyond sporadic

Copyright © 2010 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “Artistry—The HeART of a Conscious Poet”) written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)

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