Binny the creeper loves just to see her.
Watching through her window hoping that the douche would leave her.
But feet run slow with married gals and Binny knows his fate,
he'll have to call his high zoom lens as going on a date.
Binny the creeper knows all about her,
from the size of her feet to the shade of her powder.
He can tell you when she eats great, sleeps late, ovulates,
all the name brands of unwanted rebates.
But does she feel great? head ache? love her mate?
Would she let you know what things she'd love to hate?
Binny the Creeper knows he can't keep her,
as his wife is getting cautious as his lies are getting steeper.
For candid shots are getting lots and busting out their cardboard box
and soon she'll see that private drawers are filled with more than rolled up socks.
and Binny the father would rather not bother
as to tell of his life to his sweet wife and daughter.
So Binny the creeper will push it down deeper
in a time ticking fate as he knows he can't keep her.
Monday, March 2, 2009
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