Tuna and Turkey
All she ate was tuna and turkey
This was tough to understand cause she was classy and perky
The appetizer was a sensuous hug with a view of the snow
The appetizer was a sensuous hug with a view of the snow
It was so peaceful and natural; it felt like Thoreau
She opened the tuna and I pulled up her sweater
The view was still terrific but her sweater felt better
She had to stretch when she reached up for a pickle
I had her vulnerable and got to suckle on her nipple
She then bent over to get the chips
I surprised her from behind and grabbed her by the hips
She then said mayonnaise was needed
It wasn’t for the sandwich; my advances finally succeeded
I went to leave for tennis, she said we forgot desert
That was the end of tennis when she lifted her skirt
Having traveled the world, I’m asked my favorite gourmet meal
No question it’s turkey and tuna for the preparation is surreal
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