Once again, he tried to wriggle, in her hands,
not new, it was, a daily occurrence.
Beautiful ladies, picked him up, as they posed,
Using him as prop, the camera, they'd impress.
None knew, the stirring in his heart, that was caused,
As on each one, he'd have, a massive crush.
They'd look pretty, pose and pout about,
In strange costumes too,
He found them attractive, a lot.
But once the shoot was over,
they'd instantly, abandon him,
His love was thus,
forever, left incomplete....
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