Her alluring lips and supple thighs
The look she gave with bedroom eyes
Her brea…oops wrong poem
Tracy stood rooted to the spot
Ennen wasn’t helping, not one jot
His grip slip-sliding away
Fee Fi grimaced in a painful way
Why the tiger doesn’t turn and rend
Won’t be explained by Lochers pen
The sense of doom was settling down
We read the strip with deepening frowns
The stories progress is slow and painful
Our comments become more disdainful
We perhaps should mind our manners
And realize this strip has planners
Whose feelings may be shattered
If they thought we really mattered
But they don’t and show it quite starkly
By producing each day this malarkey
Her alluring lips and supple thighs The look she gave with bedroom eyes Her brea…oops wrong poem
Tracy stood rooted to the spot Ennen wasn’t helping, not one jot His grip slip-sliding away Fee Fi grimaced in a painful way Why the tiger doesn’t turn and rend Won’t be explained by Lochers pen The sense of doom was settling down We read the strip with deepening frowns The stories progress is slow and painful Our comments become more disdainful We perhaps should mind our manners And realize this strip has planners Whose feelings may be shattered If they thought we really mattered But they don’t and show it quite starkly By producing each day this malarkey
Thank you Sydney, for your comment yesterday.