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A Warm Afternoon at the Beach
During a warm afternoon at the beach,
A mother played alongside her children,
As her wet bathing suit revealed her all
To a discreet onlooker out to sin.
Surely, the onlooker had to have known
The mother was married to a father;
But the father was nowhere to be seen,
And the onlooker had eyes that bothered.
No approach was made by the intruder,
Since all he did was look at eye candy;
That's just what the mother's naked parts were
Through the outfit, and that made him randy.
A mother played alongside her children,
As her wet bathing suit revealed her all
To a discreet onlooker out to sin.
Surely, the onlooker had to have known
The mother was married to a father;
But the father was nowhere to be seen,
And the onlooker had eyes that bothered.
No approach was made by the intruder,
Since all he did was look at eye candy;
That's just what the mother's naked parts were
Through the outfit, and that made him randy.
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