Yo Harry!
 
i once had a little ol auntie
who wore a purple poca dotted pantie
matching bra with it to get a sun tannie
while way in the distance was a peepin mannie

he took out his ol binocularie
sittin on them was his pet canary
who loved to eat purple berries
and went by the name of 'Yo Harry!'

peepin mannie had a fedish you see
poka dotted designs now worn by this lady
it was not the bra, or even the pantie
that made him humble or a little bit happy

curiousity crept upon him even more
desperately seeking this need to adore
creaping ahead to get a little closer
with camera in hand for a design she were posed for

the mannie crept forward all slythering and sly
bird swinging around as he flies up high
for he'd seen this pattern too many times
he was trained to follow all patterns and signs

mannie now approaches with camera, now leary
he draws in the lense with over seeing canary
focused on pattern and purple glory
he lets out a yell, ' Yo Harry! '


(she gets up and slaps him in the face
and walks into the house.)

By Wind Whisper

© 2008 Wind Whisper (All rights reserved)

 

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