No

She watches from afar

Her body is willing but her mind stumbles

He is a tempting cookie jar

He is reeling and awkwardly mumbles.

She snarls inside, outside she smiles

He could be a notch in her belt

but she wants to rebel

Not a doll

Not a toy

She wants a man, not a boy

and as far as one night stand goes

she doesn’t favour scraps

A full-course – she adores.

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