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Click here“Oh, my dear Professor, I just have to pass this course with you.
Just you tell me what you want and that’s the thing that I will do.”
That was what the student said while flirting with her batting eyes.
“Anything you want,” she said, her fingers trailing on his thighs.
“Have I ever told you how I so admire your intellect?
I will do just anything to prove to you my great respect.
Anything. I mean it; say the word and take me to your bed.
Just as long as I don’t flunk, and get a passing grade instead.”
“Well, my dear,” he said to her, “there are some things that you can do,”
Looking down her low cut blouse, with no brasserie to block his view,
“Two things you must do my dear to duck the F that you abhor.
You just have to party less and then you have to study more.”
Thank you for reading this poem. I like to write doggerel like this. If you like to read it, vote and let me know, either by PC or email.
pieces of advice. I do say I admire that professor for not letting himself be seduced. LOL!