On the perils of a morning grope
Author's note: girls, if you've ever had a bloke who was wont to wake you up in the morning with a clumsy grope, this one's for you!
I must, I must,
Not grope your bust,
At least not without warning.
I was a twit,
To grab your tit,
While you still slept this morning.
And you were right,
To take affright,
Then jump up hot with rage.
I need to learn,
To show concern,
And try to act my age.
Oh never fear,
I heed you dear,
No need to raise your hackle.
I'll mend my ways,
I'll beg for days,
Just, please, LET GO MY TACKLE!!
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