She made my cappuccino
I watch across the counter
trying not to think
how much I'd like to mount her,
Tall, thin and 40
that would be my guess
she wasn't wearing much
would have liked if she wore less,
Tight faded Levi's
a tee-shirt with a logo
"I think we're not in Kansas"
I said to my friend Toto,
Breasts the size of lemons
no rings or jewelry wearing
I'm sure she is familiar
with customers staring,
She handed me my drink
half a smile on display
I asked if she had plans
for the rest of the day,
We met at four that afternoon
when her shifted was done
who knew sucking lemons
could be so much fun ...
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