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ALL IN A DAY'S WORK
I.
He was a rich man who had a strange hobby
of buying panties off women in hotel lobbies
Young girls, blonde,nicely shaped he preferred
and with his fat wallet one day such a one he lured
"Fifty for your panties, darlin'. My name is Bobby."
2.
They re-joined in the bar, talk was terse
She had put her panties in her purse
He handed over a fifty
She handed over her panties, then left swiftly
One sniff and fresh eau de parfum hit him like a wrathful curse!
He was a rich man who had a strange hobby
of buying panties off women in hotel lobbies
Young girls, blonde,nicely shaped he preferred
and with his fat wallet one day such a one he lured
"Fifty for your panties, darlin'. My name is Bobby."
2.
They re-joined in the bar, talk was terse
She had put her panties in her purse
He handed over a fifty
She handed over her panties, then left swiftly
One sniff and fresh eau de parfum hit him like a wrathful curse!
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