Dorothy in the Nude
Men don't make passes
At girls who wear glasses
Dorothy Parker
I’ll dream of her in nothing but glasses,
Intent on repenting man’s grievous sin --
Look past her specs while making my passes.
I’ll dream of her in nothing but glasses
And gaze at the loveliest of asses
My hands aching to touch her softest skin.
I’ll dream of her in nothing but glasses,
Intent on repenting man’s grievous sin.
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