A Wild Child Ride

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    A Wild Child Ride

     the hips are shaking nice and tight
    always ready for a lovesick bite
    the legs are calling I always answer
    she's got the body of topless dancer

    here we go
    it's a show
    I'm feeling ready
    for something steady

    she's a girl,  with nothing to hide
    you know she's a wild child ride
    she's a girl,  I love to slide
    you know she's a wild child ride

    down on her knees a real dirty please
    cause you know she's the disease
    not a plague or virus to kill
    just a woman who can feel

    here we go
    time for a show
    I'm feeling ready
    for something steady

    she's a girl,  with nothing to hide
    you know she's a wild child ride
    she's a girl, I love to slide
    you know she's a wild child ride

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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