She drew her legs up in her chair,
Revealing all under there…
Panties and beaver,
Had him TRAPPED…in her snare!
He stood rather too close,
Why didn’t he step back, you suppose?
Because the view
His naive mind blew,
She always ROCKED in her clothes.
He paid for the look most dearly,
Ripping away sincerely…
After plunging in pits
Of mental fits,
Again he fell head-long–nearly!
There is tension with the present office gal,
Do they know his tendencies too well?
Part-way and no farther,
No skirts lifted either
She’s older and attractive–professional!