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Jul 2013
I'm at the door knocking
Hoping she'll let me in
She cracks it ever so slightly
Wearing only a grin

She beckons me forward
Like a good maitre'd
Sits me on the sofa
Then proceeds to wait on me

Serving up a blue eyed special
With blond on the side
I might even splurge
And order desert tonight

Just a little game
My wife and I play
I think she prefers the waitresses
But me...I enjoyed the nurse yesterday
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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