Kisses – TB

26 Jun

The kiss kiss kisses,
The kiss and tell missus.
She comes all the way from the East.
My smooth ironed shirts she has creased.
My mad mad mad mademoiselle.
Oh my oh my oh my she is so belle.
She cooks up her love potion,
Defies the laws of motion.
She really makes me feel mighty swell.

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