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BEAUTY AND THE BEAST. Taken from THE JAW.

A familiar voice stirs me from my trance like state
A voice belonging to my best mate
“Earth calling Paul” I jump out of my skin
I focus my mind and see my friend Flynn
I raise my eyes and let out a moan
“Sorry mate I was in a world of my own
Where you been? Haven't seen you in a while”
He sits beside me, a frown replaces his smile

“I met this fit bird about a year ago
What I saw in her I'll never know!
I met her in the Lamb and Crook pub
We ended up in that newly opened night club
At the end of the night I took her back to my place
I was steaming drunk, I was outta my face
We made love all night until the crack of dawn
We made love in the garage and on the front lawn
Gawd I swear she was as sexy as hell
Hot, horny, suggestive as well
Well that night I was instantly smitten
The love bug had had me well and truly bitten
But over the months her behaviour changed
She starting acting peculiar and deranged
She acted weird more often than not
Icy, fiery, blew cold and then hot
She would burn me deeply with her catty remarks
A rage so explosive you could almost see sparks
She had a temper that couldn't be controlled
Her icy stare made my blood run cold

Don't get me wrong, she's a hottie for sure
Her tender kiss would have me thirsting for more

Her body scent is of a sweet pheromone
A sexually exquisite Eau De Cologne
Her body is tanned and perfectly toned
A sexual goddess perfectly cloned
But no matter how perfect she is on the outside
Internally... a mentally damaged woman does hide

She was Beauty and the Beast rolled into one
She used her beauty to manipulate and con
Feminine one minute then acts like a navy
Sugar and spice then mouth like a lavy
Oh Betty Shaw, she is sneaky and clever
Personality changing faster than the weather
I should have known from the very start
She was after my money and not my heart
Yet I pushed aside my gnawing intuition
Ignored the constantly rising suspicion;
That she wasn’t the person she portrayed
Wasn't the Goddess that she displayed
Anyway no more talk, I'm winding myself up
Are you up for a beer? Do you fancy a quick sup?”

I shake my head “No, next time okay?
It's getting late, I'd best be on my way”
Flynn nods, walks off, I feel sorry for the lad
Surely his Ex can't be that bad?
Flynn met her locally but her name I've never heard
My curiosity is now somewhat stirred
If I ever met her would I walk on by?
Would I make conversation or just give her the eye?
She sounds like she would be up for it;
And it’s been a long while since I’ve had a bit

I had a relationship a few years ago in the past
But because of her mother it didn't last
Yeah, June was nice enough, she was alright
But because of her mother we used to fight
I haven’t had sex since then
To be quite honest I’d like it again
So yes I’m gagging for a bit
And If someone offered me sex, I’d be up for it
'Stop it now' says the voice in my head
'It's really late and it is time for bed'
Written by viveakastone666
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