Dames and Dimes.
When maidens and dames are all dime and lime,
The men fight tooth and nail, all surely dying to shine.
Even friends, risking bail, will fuss and rail over that one big fluffy tail,
Her beauty, always a myth or some fairytale.
This, of all things, leading to the naughty truth without fail,
A kind of fruit that may carry or sink a woman's sail.
When maidens and dames are all dime and lime,
The men fight tooth and nail, all surely dying to shine.
Even friends, risking bail, will fuss and rail over that one big fluffy tail,
Her beauty, always a myth or some fairytale.
This, of all things, leading to the naughty truth without fail,
A kind of fruit that may carry or sink a woman's sail.