My Foreign Girl Poem by Ben Gieske

My Foreign Girl



She was hübsch and soft were her lips;
All Musik und Tanz when she moved her hips,
But with her my feet would not do the Tango.
She was hübsch and soft were her lips.
My lips would not move with her foreign lingo.
If only I had met the man Berlitz.
She was hübsch and soft were her lips;
All Musik und Tanz when she moved her hips,

- December 30,2007

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Linda Hepner 05 July 2008

I wish this poem hadn't come up with a picture showing some Barbie doll advertising imvu chat room on it's side! But it's an amusing verse and dances with whimsy!

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