Squishy Squashy Squish Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

I'm not lookin for no all the time thing.
Just one night, 'tween the sheets, you and me.
I hear you're booked up all the way through next week.
Damn baby if works for you
it might work for me.
Beam me up to where the Eagles see.
Shoot me the bosses' daughter's
around the town discount
All free.
And take me to the big show
big show
Where the too funny
sweet as honey
cash money people go.
We'd be on a roll
at the big show
Don't you wanna go.
To the big show
Not to the little people's show,
where the unfunny
mouth runny,
no money
people go, no.

When my crock pot boils over
and your wham whams look delish.
I'll swoop in for your special treat
It's truly quite the dish.
Whether you ride it like that
or you rock it like this.
I'll be swingin' for your fences
to steal more than a kiss
Because what you're holding's
a chart topping hit
not to be missed.
and it sounds a little like this.
Squishy squashy squish.






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Buddy Bee Anthony