Skinny Women
Let me tell you 'bout the woman that I seek
In particular regards to her physique
I am sure that she is not truly unique
But I just want to be clear and specifique
The girl I'm looking for is rather slim
She spends her spare time running at the gym
She must not lift weights, but she may swim
She works out not for bulk, but to get trim
The lady must be painfully thin
A frame of bones clad in a crepey skin
Wan lips above an outward thrusting chin
So frail she never ever dares to grin
A shoulder blade so sharp I could shave with it
Two bird like legs resembling fencing pickets
Slightly twisted from a mild case of rickets
She could hide among a pile of croquet wickets
She'll gaze at me with glassy sunken eyes
Too weak to deeply breath, she merely sighs
She makes a complete meal of two french fries
And she frets they're going straight onto her thighs
But when she eats a meal she does not show it
She takes a bite or two and then she goes out
To the bathroom with her fingers down her throat
She thinks she's sly but really, we all know it
She buys her clothes in sizes triple naught
And they still hang from her frame like an ascot
The smallest belt she owns cannot be taut
So she uses an old hankie with a knot
So if you ever find a girl who meets my needs
As slender as a pair of bamboo reeds
Of course I never beg but this I pleads
Introduce me and let us see where it leads
In particular regards to her physique
I am sure that she is not truly unique
But I just want to be clear and specifique
The girl I'm looking for is rather slim
She spends her spare time running at the gym
She must not lift weights, but she may swim
She works out not for bulk, but to get trim
The lady must be painfully thin
A frame of bones clad in a crepey skin
Wan lips above an outward thrusting chin
So frail she never ever dares to grin
A shoulder blade so sharp I could shave with it
Two bird like legs resembling fencing pickets
Slightly twisted from a mild case of rickets
She could hide among a pile of croquet wickets
She'll gaze at me with glassy sunken eyes
Too weak to deeply breath, she merely sighs
She makes a complete meal of two french fries
And she frets they're going straight onto her thighs
But when she eats a meal she does not show it
She takes a bite or two and then she goes out
To the bathroom with her fingers down her throat
She thinks she's sly but really, we all know it
She buys her clothes in sizes triple naught
And they still hang from her frame like an ascot
The smallest belt she owns cannot be taut
So she uses an old hankie with a knot
So if you ever find a girl who meets my needs
As slender as a pair of bamboo reeds
Of course I never beg but this I pleads
Introduce me and let us see where it leads