By Angus MacSpon

Can you see it? It's summertime,
and all the women are in bloom.
The streets are filled with breasts and bums
on girls far too young for me to look at.

(Funny to think that they were there all along, in winter,
but hidden: like flower-buds ready to blossom.)

Me, I already have a lady
so I don't need to look anyway.
But it's summertime
and the women are in bloom
and I don't have to look at flowers, either.

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