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Id: 187

16.05.2009

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Girls In Tangerine.

They skipped by the edge of the forest
Danced on the village green
Resplendent in the moonlight
Those femme fatale In tangerine

Robin knew of their existence
This small elite slinky group
These sexy sirens were like magnets
Make any mans jaw droop

They were on there way to Nottingham
Where the castle held a treasure
To possess this was everything
Beyond any mans measure

Their plan was to overpower the guards
Using their seductive power
Gain entry to the castle
And be away by the hour

They approached the city in darkness
Silent sure and rarely seen
Up to the castle tower
Those femme fatale in tangerine

Slipping over the rampart wall
Moving with great stealth
Gliding across the moat
Their visions on great wealth

Bodies glistened in the moonlight
In their figure hugging attire
One allured the guard from the entrance
With her looks and promise of fire

Through then the Iron Gate
Their faces masked in sobriety
One intention only
To find and take the key

They had in their possession
Flagons of wine serene
To intoxicate the guards
Those femme fatale in tangerine

The second guard was removed
Same way as the first
The lithesome look of these ladies
Could attract a mans heart to burst

Entry was gained to the tower
Through the eastern door
All inside who saw their beauty
Were momentarily struck with awe

These lithe and buxom wenches
All rushed to do their bidding
Hoping for romantic favours
These ladies though were kidding

The guards drooled at their feet
Free wine and gestures rarely seen
Who could resist the moment
Those femme fatale in tangerine

Soon all would be theirs
Possession would command dominion
To seek and take what’s rightly due
Lock them in the power of opinion

The treasure locked in the tower
Was hidden not to be used
Kept from them by strange men
Who knew of no other excuse

The keys were in their grasp
The drugged guards were soon asleep
Climbed the long stone stairs
Gaining entry to the castle keep

What they sought was within their grasp
Soon about to be seen
Years of planning led to this
Those femme fatale in tangerine

The key was in the lock
The great door opened wide
Soon all would be revealed
The treasure lay inside

They opened up the contents
Took only what was rightfully due
Any man who crossed them now
Would die in ecstasy its true

Three chests carried out
Back down the steps in leaps and bounds
Out through the tower door
And away from the castle grounds

They danced away in the moonlight
Unseen on the village green
Back to their reclusive lair
Those femme fatale in tangerine

Will they be seen again
You can bet they will
Sometime somewhere in the moonlight
With looks that can kill

So if you’re passing through the forest
And you rest for a minute
From out of the air maidens could be there
Wouldn’t be so bad though would it

And what was in the chests
That was stolen so seductively and quick
What every woman desires to entice men
Nail varnish, mascara and lipstick

Again was laughter and joy in the camp
Gifts fit for any queen
Made up and ready for action
Those femme fatale in tangerine

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