I met her at a bar.
She could hold her liquor.
Don't usualy go for a stray pick up,
Never know what you might get.
She didn't waste any time,
As she invited me to supper.
It was at her place,
And what a fine cook she was.
After dinner we talked
And relaxed on her couch.
She began to unzip me, as
The fun was about to begin.
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Love ya!
Jane