The
bitches on the beach
On
the sandy white sand and shade
They
are a sight to be seen
The
peeping eyes it isn't necessary
The
morning light reflection from the sun
The
bitches sunbathing sunglasses shading light
These
women exposing their bodies to the rays
The
hot touches the imagination run along
It
seems erotic to watch them on the beach
Only
the imaginery sign “Don't come near us!”
They
seem to say “We are celebrating the sun”
The
guys sip their cold beers mind on the waves
They
say “life is a bitch”
When
there are many nobody can take
The
bitches on the beach
The
web in the mind
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