The perfect ladies
Quite and meek
Her long soft hair
Is soft and sleek

Her eyes are blue
Like the July sky
They sparkle and shine
Like fire flies

Her lips are red
As the petals of the rose
She has peaches for cheeks
and a cherry for a noise

Her ******* are full
And soft to caress
They are yours to take
From beneath her dress

Like fresh laid show
Her skin is white
Her virtue in tacked
And her legs shut tight

Her soft lips
Keep shut and silent
She won't speak out
against the violent

Her mind is full
Of fluff and flowers
She will hang on words
For hours and hours

Her thoughts lack wisdom
Sence and meaning
But that doesn't stop her
Being good at cleaning

In the end
All that's of concern
Is how she makes
Your genitals burn

Her eyes are jewels
Her lips are sweet
She does what's expected
Between the sheets.