Manchester united stands still.
Pointing frantically and furious.
Daring the innocent blouse.
I want to see him.
Caution!, caution!,
You are killing him slowly.
The eyes of your chest threatens
his eyes, burning with thirst.
You shouldn\'t be dancing up and down.
Caution! Caution! Dear beloved,
Arsenal is ripe and ripened.
Those two sliced melon should be
Packaged.
The wriggling jiggling of it\'s rolls
is tormenting, as you run round.
It speaks you innocence.
Shinning those sparkling teeth to a
smiling tiger is dangerous.
Save your prime and be free.
Do not take his avoiding eyes for a joke.
He is on flames seeing those dancing apples.