Lub Yew Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Lub Yew
Strawberry nose,
viral tears
Ascorbate dose
now in arrears.
Your face amiss
your mood at minus
and after this
that nasty sinus.
Six billion germs
now guard your lips
what are the terms
who's got some tips?
But, never mind
I know those bugs
they may be blind
they may be thugs.
They're not above
communication
or interpersonal sensation
I'll have to kiss each one to reach
your lovely mouth
sweet as a peach.
Tell her to put Green Tea lip gloss on....then kiss her all you want! =)
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4/16/2024 10:50:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
STACY! I wouldn't want to caress her cheek wearing a glove either! I like my woman close.So no lip gloss, no antiseptics, no 'close-your-eyes-and-take -your-chance'. Also no artificial flavouring, colouring, preservatives or xeno-contaminants.