And with a pinkie promise, <br />He’ll be yours forever, <br />He aint a knight in shinning amour, <br />Or a charver clad in Burberry, <br />A fresh lad hell it’s years till he’s thirty, <br />Hell lets get dirty but gentle, <br />Your body’s a temple, <br />That he’ll worship forever. <br /> <br />And with a secret handshake, <br />They’ll be soul mates, <br />She aint a princess in a fairytale, <br />Or a female modelling at Milan, <br />She liked fondling her funny man, <br />Just like it was when it began, <br />The arguments always indoors, <br />There more like thumb wars. <br /> <br />Rest assured this loves insured, <br />He’ll quote her happy, <br />Tell her beautiful things, <br />With that cheeky monkey smile, <br />Then he’ll talk such malarkey, <br />For a little while to ease the stress, <br />They’ll both invest in drunken cuddles, <br />And bear-hug huddles.<br /><br />Gaz illionaire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pinkie-promise/
