Biggus
11-15-2010, 05:02 AM
QUEEN OF THE SPANISH MAIN
Like a buccaneer
Sailing the Spanish main
The vivacious creature
Swept into my life
And like a pirate
Went for my treasure trove
Pillaging my heart
And stealing it away
Leaving my soul in chains
And my coffers empty
I JUST MET A GIRL CALLED MARIA
I was fourteen when I met her
It was the school holidays
And time could hang heavily
As you tried to fill the days
But that was before Maria
We met at the local lido
During that long hot summer
When she affected me so
She was a big busted girl
A full year older than me
And the stirrings in my trunks
Were due to her close proximity
Everywhere that was important
Maria was big soft and round
An open smile and wondrous lips
And a voice of honey sweet sound
I lost my heart on that summer day
Her charms I could not resist
That summer of sexual awakening
Her lips were the first I kissed
What a great summer it was
With Maria by my side
Our first summer of love
My heart full of love and pride
The summer passed much faster
After I first saw her lovely face
We parted in September
Never again to share an embrace
ANNIE’S SONG
You were so self conscious
Yet you never saw the beauty in yourself
The beautiful brunette hair
That framed your lovely face
Which you thought lank and lifeless
Your fabulous legs that so often were hidden away
Which you thought were unsightly and fat
Your intoxicating laugh
That you heard as a cackle
The tiny scar on your cheek,
That went red when you drank too much
We could only see it if you pointed it out
You always thought yourself ordinary
Nothing could have been further from the truth
You were beauty personified
And my biggest regret
Is that I missed my chance
I dithered and dawdled
And I lost you to another
LOVER’S MOON
The night was of crystal clarity
No clouds obscured the stars
A new moon graced the sky
And the lover’s moon was ours
A shooting star crossed the sky
And we both made a wish
Then I held you in embrace
And we shared our first kiss
VITAL STATISTICS
I don’t want gimcrack
I don’t want a big rack
I don’t mind frumpy
Though I’m not keen on grumpy
She can have an ordinary face
And two left feet and lack any grace
I don’t even care about her age
And her favourite colour can be beige
I don’t care if she wears specs
But I do want a girl with self respect
And inside a beautiful spirit
That’s the type of girl who’ll fit
Like a buccaneer
Sailing the Spanish main
The vivacious creature
Swept into my life
And like a pirate
Went for my treasure trove
Pillaging my heart
And stealing it away
Leaving my soul in chains
And my coffers empty
I JUST MET A GIRL CALLED MARIA
I was fourteen when I met her
It was the school holidays
And time could hang heavily
As you tried to fill the days
But that was before Maria
We met at the local lido
During that long hot summer
When she affected me so
She was a big busted girl
A full year older than me
And the stirrings in my trunks
Were due to her close proximity
Everywhere that was important
Maria was big soft and round
An open smile and wondrous lips
And a voice of honey sweet sound
I lost my heart on that summer day
Her charms I could not resist
That summer of sexual awakening
Her lips were the first I kissed
What a great summer it was
With Maria by my side
Our first summer of love
My heart full of love and pride
The summer passed much faster
After I first saw her lovely face
We parted in September
Never again to share an embrace
ANNIE’S SONG
You were so self conscious
Yet you never saw the beauty in yourself
The beautiful brunette hair
That framed your lovely face
Which you thought lank and lifeless
Your fabulous legs that so often were hidden away
Which you thought were unsightly and fat
Your intoxicating laugh
That you heard as a cackle
The tiny scar on your cheek,
That went red when you drank too much
We could only see it if you pointed it out
You always thought yourself ordinary
Nothing could have been further from the truth
You were beauty personified
And my biggest regret
Is that I missed my chance
I dithered and dawdled
And I lost you to another
LOVER’S MOON
The night was of crystal clarity
No clouds obscured the stars
A new moon graced the sky
And the lover’s moon was ours
A shooting star crossed the sky
And we both made a wish
Then I held you in embrace
And we shared our first kiss
VITAL STATISTICS
I don’t want gimcrack
I don’t want a big rack
I don’t mind frumpy
Though I’m not keen on grumpy
She can have an ordinary face
And two left feet and lack any grace
I don’t even care about her age
And her favourite colour can be beige
I don’t care if she wears specs
But I do want a girl with self respect
And inside a beautiful spirit
That’s the type of girl who’ll fit