By B.K.
Date: 2002 Oct 13
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It is not seen
But there is a raised welt
Across my round behind
It's not your name
But how I felt
After two much tequila and lime
Baby you can never doubt
This love again
When your eyes behold this scene
Cause written in teeny tiny letters
On my derriere
Are truest words I really mean
And whether I'm mad
Or wanting you bad
Or whether I'm making a scene
You will always know
I love you so
And you will always be
The one to see

~ bite ~ me ~