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Copyright 2002 by Rod Harden All rights reserved |
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| There was a young woman named Claire. She couldn't pass up a good dare; The weirder, the better, It just made her wetter When people would stop by and stare. There was a young woman named Claire. Gave blow jobs all day on a dare; She didn't quite make it No way could she fake it Forgetting to come up for air. There was a young woman named Claire. Her breasts she did bare on a dare; At the bar it was late, Her annoyance was great When no one around seemed to care. There was a young woman named Claire. Pete said "lit cigar" as a dare; He wanted to shove 'er; In time he'll recover: Mistaken, Claire gave him a flare. There was a young woman named Claire. A staff meeting once was a dare; With vibrators inserted, Clamped nipples, short-skirted; Wrong date, though, nobody was there. There was a young woman named Claire. Trombonist Jim gave her a dare: With dildo on slider He played right inside 'er; High C gave them both quite a scare. By now you know all about Claire; How well she can handle a dare; "She's blonde," you surmise, But I'm being wise; To tell you just wouldn't be fair. |
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The Adventures of Daring Claire |