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SPANIEL'S EARS
Mark of her years,
spaniel's ears
to sight appears.
Out of her bra.
they descend far,
like on grandma.
Oh how they drop
front of her top;
not bounce but flop!
When she was young,
she'd be well hung;
her knockers swung!
When in the nude
they would protrude,
delight the lewd.
Now she is old,
not 'great' to hold
out of their mould.
What I now see
is gravity
triumphant be.
But nipps still perk
to fingerwork;
they do not shirk.
spaniel's ears
to sight appears.
Out of her bra.
they descend far,
like on grandma.
Oh how they drop
front of her top;
not bounce but flop!
When she was young,
she'd be well hung;
her knockers swung!
When in the nude
they would protrude,
delight the lewd.
Now she is old,
not 'great' to hold
out of their mould.
What I now see
is gravity
triumphant be.
But nipps still perk
to fingerwork;
they do not shirk.
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