Older ladies I can see.
Are wild and sexy when they are free.
With no men to tie them down.
To keep their feet on the ground.
They will laugh and have such fun
Watch out guys you better run.
When in a pack men don’t stand a chance.
You can tell they are horny with a single glance.
They kiss they fondle they hug and play.
With wild experience they get their way.
They crave to make love right through the night.
When morning comes they are off home before first light.
Through the door quiet as a mouse.
Sneaking in to there own sweet house.
O great he is asleep he would complain and how.
Clime on him it his turn now.
Dennis Walker
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/older-ladies/
