Superficially Poetic

Elvira Hobbs

Rough as a cob

Has tits that'll make you throw up

They couldn't be flatter

If they were fried eggs on a platter

But at least they're sunny side up

Elvira Hobbs

Rough as a cobb

Likes to dance by the light of her moon

When she drinks turpentine

It makes her arse shine

And it plays its own little tune

-MLP

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