I told her her corpus luteum <br />belonged in the New York museum. <br />But the ovary knows <br />how progesterone grows. <br />Only she was still in the lyceum. <br /> <br />Did you know about estrogen <br />it resides in the double chin. <br />It is one thing you teach <br />and another to reach <br />and you only find out once you're in. <br /> <br />She said, Sir will you make your first move, <br />it must swell to fit into my groove. <br />If you're diddley-squat <br />and would rather we not <br />I can look at the stuff in the Louvre. <br /> <br />But the French cannot simply resist <br />so I asked if she ACHED to be kissed. <br />She went home in a huff <br />ça suffit - it's enough <br />I never quite learned what I missed.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/paris-then-for-tante-g/
