Romance books,
Boy! What looks,
you get when you
read them in public.
Men think you're horny,
women call you corny,
but secretly read them in bed.
The covers have hunks,
no flab, fat or chunks,
unlike spouses who fart
when they kiss you.
The girls with big busts
pale and pretty, bring lusts,
make readers feel incomplete.
The opposite sexes
demand perfect reflexes,
to those acrobats and all nighters I bow.
The wife, mistress, lover,
can be found under cover,
on tables, in kitchens and gardens.
Love, honor and fighting,
men revel in delighting
those women whose charm
they can conquer.
Ah, those great pages
we read through the stages
of love, romance and great passion.
So carry one with you,
try something new,
for romance books
can lead you to ardor.
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