Raisin Bread

The man walked in the bakery and saw a pretty lass
The mini-dress she had on barely covering her ass.
The shelves were tall and she was short; she'd have to climb up high
To reach the kind of bread that he decided he would buy.

"I'd like a loaf of raisin bread," he told the sexy chick.
She climbed up on the ladder, and solidified his dick.
He looked beneath her dress and almost broke into a song.
For all she had for undies was a skimpy, skinny thong.

The show was worth an encore; when the hotty came back down
He said he'd need a second loaf, for friends from out of town.
She climbed the ladder, once again to get the merchandise,
And as he stared at her, so did a couple other guys.

When she returned, a second man said "Raisin bread for me."
She climbed on up to get it and the men all looked with glee.
Her ass was round and succulent, her pussy a delight,
They stared and were enraptured by the hot and sexy sight.

And when she came back down again, another fellow said
Please get me what I came here for, a loaf of raisin bread.
She scaled the ladder once again and earned their silent cheers,
Including those from someone else, a man of eighty years.

She stood atop the ladder and looked down upon the men
And saw the new arrival there, the senior citizen.
"Is yours raisin, too?" she asked the older customer.
"I hope so, Miss, already I can feel it start to stir