Shall I write a poem risqué
About a girl called Fay?
As you know
I am not that way
At all,
Being pure as the snow
That does fall
On an inner city street
Where Fay’s feet
Clip clop
In heels high,
Causing a passing guy
To stop
And give Fay the eye …
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K Morris - Poet 
Hmm! I’m not sure about you being as pure as the snow, quite frankly… heehee!
I am as pure as the characters in your esteemed Porter Girl novels and it is, as you know impossible to get purer than that …
Oh yes, that is very pure indeed…
You do a great job of painting a picture with such few words. I enjoyed it. I always do.
Thank you. I am delighted that you enjoyed my poem.
Best, Kevin