Josephine
(Just a little fun write)
Josephine
My brand new love named Josephine
She fuels her fire with kerosene
When she was just sweet seventeen
She loved to play her tambourine
Now that she is twenty one
I can say she's now more fun
She loves to bask long in the sun
Until she feels like she's well done
She does not let her body burn
This is a task she had to learn
A reputation she did earn
When she let men each take their turn
But she is not what you may think
She'd never fall to wine and drink
She loves to wear her coats of mink
Her skin's so soft and rosy pink
She loves to keep our love alive
I'm like a bee in her beehive
She keeps me going from nine-to-five
This sweet young woman loves to drive
I think my girl is squeaky clean
She is the best I've ever seen
I am her king, she is my queen
This sweet young thing, my Josephine
Copyright ©2007 Marvin H Lane
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