Mila Gay
Rubicund are cherry blossoms,
Wet, fresh and awesome,
Cheerful is my Mila Gay,
Sings like blue jay,
One day, the prettiest,
Next day, the loveliest,
A yellow ribbon on her hair,
Proud as an Arabian mare,
Long eyelashes,
Dark eyed flashes,
Easy to fall in love,
As if innocent dove
.
And when she smiles,
Brightens up my day a mile,
Fingers smooth and slick,
Makes my belly ache and click
When we kiss on Sundays,
Ruby lips as sweet as sundaes,
Her skin milky and creamy,
Her fragrance makes me dreamy
An orchid in virgin forest
Having peaceful rest
One moonless night,
Made love with much delight,
A lover’s right,
With all my might,
Launch a thousand ships,
Ready to defend her ladyship
When will I see you again, my love?
Wet, fresh and awesome,
Cheerful is my Mila Gay,
Sings like blue jay,
One day, the prettiest,
Next day, the loveliest,
A yellow ribbon on her hair,
Proud as an Arabian mare,
Long eyelashes,
Dark eyed flashes,
Easy to fall in love,
As if innocent dove
.
And when she smiles,
Brightens up my day a mile,
Fingers smooth and slick,
Makes my belly ache and click
When we kiss on Sundays,
Ruby lips as sweet as sundaes,
Her skin milky and creamy,
Her fragrance makes me dreamy
An orchid in virgin forest
Having peaceful rest
One moonless night,
Made love with much delight,
A lover’s right,
With all my might,
Launch a thousand ships,
Ready to defend her ladyship
When will I see you again, my love?
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