|2-LeGs







                           bY Kei Of Carnage


                             Silence..
                             A heart beat
                             So quiet
                             Body heat

                             A deserted lane
                             A crescent moon
                             Dripping rain
                             A hot june

                             Dark Angels
                             Deep smiles
                             Long stilletos
                             Smooth tiles

                             Dry Lips
                             Curled Tongue
                             Poison drips
                             So Young

                             Raised Leg 
                             Feeling of pain
                             Making him beg
                             Ankle chain

                             Sleek curves
                             Edging down
                             Taught calves
                             Tanned brown

                             Curled toes
                             Polished nails
                             She knows
                             Defenseless males

                             Stretched nylon
                             So late..
                             The nights young
                             Jail bait

                             Whispered words
                             Spoken lies
                             Offered money
                             Sad goodbyes..

                             Such is the curse
                             Of the leg man
                             Can't get enough
                             Does all he can

                             Legs everywhere
                             At work and at play
                             In his dreams
                             In his way..

                             Can't get them,
                             Out of his head
                             Everywhere he looks
                             But in his bed

                             Tall and slender
                             Long and sleek
                             Walking by
                             Just a peek..

                             Must forget..
                             Ruining his life
                             No regrets
                             About taking a wife

                             It's fun to look
                             Even more to feel
                             But marrying them
                             Becomes to real

                             For in twenty years
                             They've gone blue
                             And when you look around
                             There's a set that's new..



       Come on you lot, own up. How many of you are leg men?  8)