GRAND CANYON MAMA…(or, with her legs spread, she would give the Lincoln Tunnel

                                                                                                                            competition)

“The more it flows, the wider they go…”

Just loved to get banged,

This woman of the Grand Canyon,

Small though it may seem,

When first you enter,

It widens with more pressure,

More, more, MORE she screams…

So much width towards the end,

That a tractor trailer with wide load sign,

Could drive right through, or so I portend,

But this is not to say that this woman is anything but fine,

In point of fact,

She does not lack,

Anything in her chosen position.

Typical woman, lie on her back,

Throw her legs up high,

And say take me or I will pack,

And find someone else to lie between my thighs…

So grudgingly (?) you take her,

You give her all you’re worth,

You both grunt and groan like two pigs at dinner,

And what do you get in the end?

Depends on how good you are,

But as for me, I get,

Is that all you got,

Damn, I thought you were hot!

Oh well, I guess not,

So go pack if that is what you want,

My hand can always give me pleasure,

It’s not necessary to plough you forever,

Someone will find me enough,

Someday, somehow, but I doubt…

                                                            (ed)