The guy calling at your door is not quite a girl scout,
Although, that Cookie he’s selling, you can’t go without.
She is better than biscuits, at erasing a pout,
And though she might smell sweet,
She is a pure knock-out.
Beautiful in appearance, a glistening white pearl,
And if I’m feeling some monthly aches, this is my girl.
Cerebral stimulation makes my inner world swirl,
Until vigor depletes,
And into bed we curl.
