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Schoolboy Crush
When I was a boy
I drew a woman, my heart's joy.
Buxom, leggy, seductive, thick
I called her Maria Hotchick.
I drew her in many poses
Copied from between the pages
Of my latest porno mag
Or an underwear catalogue.
Time moved on then I drew her
On the screen of my computer
Back in the day, no internet
We hadn't advanced that far yet.
She went through many iterations
Hairstyles, boob size, changing fashions
Times got more sophisticated
My drawings became animated.
One day on a web page I saw
My Maria Hotchick in the raw
My buxom beauty brought to life
I couldn't believe my eyes
Curvy lines, full wide hips
Thick of thigh, nice full tits
Correct down to the fanny
There stood Aria Giovanni
I drew a woman, my heart's joy.
Buxom, leggy, seductive, thick
I called her Maria Hotchick.
I drew her in many poses
Copied from between the pages
Of my latest porno mag
Or an underwear catalogue.
Time moved on then I drew her
On the screen of my computer
Back in the day, no internet
We hadn't advanced that far yet.
She went through many iterations
Hairstyles, boob size, changing fashions
Times got more sophisticated
My drawings became animated.
One day on a web page I saw
My Maria Hotchick in the raw
My buxom beauty brought to life
I couldn't believe my eyes
Curvy lines, full wide hips
Thick of thigh, nice full tits
Correct down to the fanny
There stood Aria Giovanni
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