She walks on the beach
Hears the gulls screech
Tide foams on the sand
At her cankles.
Her muffin tops bulge
A sight (man oh man)
Like swells on the main
Bulging over the band.
Not much of a tan,
But darker than white,
Thighs less than thunder
Backfat is slight.
A plus (oopa-doopa)
She doesn't have fupa,
Bane of the roving eye,
And so turns a head, occasionally,
As she passes by.

Swimsuit is two-piece
(Aqua trimmed black)
Modest and tasteful,
Not up in the crack.
Hair has some highlights,
Looks mostly brown
Toenails are painted,
Sunglasses down.
Facial expression...
Concerned, almost pensive
Suggesting preoccupation
Extensive.

I take this all in
With a glance or two fleeting,
Preferring her much
To the book I sit reading.