<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420193" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Babe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She was wearing a white linen suit, <br>the skirt just above the knees.<br>Of course her hair was golden.<br>Of course those breasts were D's.<br>Her golden tresses framed a face<br>with eyes, Aeolian blue.<br>Those hips could launch a thousand ships, <br>if Helen's myth be true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I slowed down for the orange light, <br>not my modus operandi.<br>My wife became suspicious-<br>then she spotted my eye candy.<br>“Don't be staring at that girl.'<br>she said, petulantly.<br>'What girl? ' I said, <br>the light turned red, <br>disingenuously</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420193" data-title="The Babe de John F. McCullagh" data-description="She was wearing a white linen suit, the skirt just above the knees. Of course her hair was golden. Of course those breasts were D's. Her golden tresses framed a face with eyes, Aeolian blue. Those hips could launch a thousand ships, if Helen's m..."></div> </div> </div>

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