I met a girl the other day. <br />Brunette of hair, <br />soft olive skin, <br />straight Roman nose, <br />coal-fire eyes, <br />saliva lips, <br />majestic boobs, <br />go-easy hips, <br />baby-ass thighs, <br />threadbarest jeans, <br />percheron ass. <br /> <br />She greeted me <br />what lovely smile, <br />of glistening teeth, <br />though there was <br />something quite amiss. <br /> <br />One half of her <br />high cheekbone cheek <br />was bulging out <br />as if it hid <br />a fugitive <br />or trojan horse <br />it was so strange! <br /> <br />But soon I found <br />that when she talked <br />fate did permit <br />a glimpse. <br />She had a second <br />one in there <br />two tongues can't <br />live together.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-will-twist/
