A Mean Machine

she has a body ready for action,

long, lean and thin,

with just enough padding

in all the right places,

and a deep sexy voice

which could get a rise

out of a dead man;

a finely tuned Porsche,

with an engine purring

with power,

as it begs to run flat out;

just once;

she is a walking, talking

sex machine,

built for speed,

a stick of dynamite

disguised in little girl charm,

waiting to explode

in the face of some

unsuspecting victim;

there is a real danger

in a woman like her,

you better know what

you’re doing before you climb

into a machine like that,

because if you don’t

you just might find yourself

strewn out along

the pavement;

lying in pieces

you never thought

you had.

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