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I was on vacation in Hawaii when this young girl caught my eye,
The clothes that she was or was not wearing kind of made me sigh. Her itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie, yellow bikini really was quite hot, the only thing missing from the 1960's hit was the polka dot. She looked like a teen angel that was in her later teens, with the body of an adult, she really caused some scenes. The young guys were all whistling and calling out her name, if I were a lot younger I'd probably do the same. As you know, I am nothing but a gray haired, aging fool, the only thing that I can do is sit on this beach and drool. I wonder if this young lady is considered a wild one, the kind who likes to party hardy, go out and have some fun. I know in my younger days I knew a few girls like that, no surprise, in a few short months, they would become quite fat. I hope she uses birth control or keeps herself out of reach, so that she doesn't have to raise a crazy son of a beach. Is she a devil or angel? The question's not mine to ask. I'll just lay back here in the Sun and drink from my little flask. Or maybe I'll go back to the hotel, so all these girls I can't see, looking at all these beauties is making it awfully hard on me.
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