My life-plan, in simple language, is:
Nothing that grieves or anguishes
A girl with big knockers
Televised soccer
And limitless bacon sandwiches.
A biker chick from Arizona
Went to Bell Rock, near Sedona
She said she knew heights
Give me the frights
But if we climbed to the top, I could bone her.
.
I said that her offer was sound
But quailed at scaling that mound
With my acrophobia
I said let's disrobe here
And do it where it's safe, on the ground.
The lady that Rob always dated
Kept him happy and thoroughly sated
Until that fateful day
When he was having his way
And she busted a seam and deflated