Liz was a brain
–and approachable
so approachable–
so hands-in everything
(that’s what I heard)
but Ma’am
was the opposite
–alien in her rigid
manner
for all she was brainy, too–
she dictated!
directing
via
internal GPS
–recalculating
forever recalculating–
routes she shoulda took the first time,
making her bluesprint
easy to discredit
a scandal for which alien Ma’am cried
alligator tears
yep, the real deal
–an arrangement of which only Ma’am alien emoted–
Liz all busy gettin’ busy
. . .
rollin’ eyes
droppin’ jeeZ,
and diggin’ in.
Her sheer carnality
irresistible.
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