Quote by lynnwitt
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Roses are red
Heidi's gone Hawaiian
Grass skirt attired
Has us all dyin'
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Coconut bra
Hides her nips
A seductive glimps
With swish of her hips
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Ukulele playing
As she dances with grace
Rob watching on
Wishing she'd sit on his face
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Roses are red
I wish that I was
One of the leaves
In that skirt of grass
I always maintain
That my intentions are pure
But I wouldn't hang down
Of that I am sure
