to wear my gabardine coat
and walk through the rain
Where it falls down like leaves
growing soggy in the puddles
Trampling over the naked ladies
They looked so very much alive
they could almost walk away
Although they were slightly crumpled
from the wetness of the day
she'd star ted to run down
Pursued by a football team
just back from the strip team
And so I turned around to leave
and continued up the path
Suddenly the playmate of the year
leapt upon me with a laugh
She began to unbutton my gavodin coat
and feel me with her fingers
Although she was smearing from the rain,
her passionate touch still
So, she had our former clothes
It was strange to stand there shivering
But you cannot trust these ladies
who recline on printed pages
Their affections can't be counted on,
no matter what your age is
It was when I kissed her ruby lips
that the end of this tale passes
But she slowly closed her legs,
and so she broke my glasses
4.8
