Sugarplum
It’s Christmas. And I want a taste of that sweet Sugarplum.I’m not really one for the holidays. And picking up at parties isn’t usually my thing.But when I see a sexy woman in distress, I have to play the hero.It’s my thing.Then I realise it’s my ex.She’s wrapped up like a present just for me.There’s history there. Hidden under that tight, holiday dress.But it’s Christmas.Snow, shimmering lights and carols everywhere. A time for second chances.Bells are ringing.And all I wanna do is ring her bell.Put her on my knee.Get under that dress.Unwrap my gift, nice and slow.Get a taste of Christmas.
And indulge in that sweet, dripping, sugarplum.
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