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Considering a blond to be dumb
Is just a stereotypical remark;
If blonds have the most fun and then some
And do not find one flare in you to spark,
Then hey, something is very wrong;
Perhaps it starts with you
Or it could have been her all along;
Then again, it could have you both too;
Whatever the afflicting problem is,
It is best to talk and work things out
And make up with a nice little kiss;
Dissipate the conflicts which trigger doubt.

Your situation reminds me of one I had,
It was not the worst one for me;
In fact, it was one of which I was glad
And made for a great love story.

There've been times that I was with a blond
And a good time with them I surely enjoyed;
However, it was only one of whom I was fond
With all the love she gave that I couldn't avoid;
You made me see the vision of love in mind,
Because she displayed why I should
By giving me a passion any man wants to find
That was always done so perfect and good;
She showed me how a blue-eyed beauty
Works on a good man each she felt the mood
To put ecstacy without talking to me;
My, she is so sexy when she acted rude;
She would kiss me and I would lost
For the very moment not once or twice,
But everytime it happened and paid a big cost.

She was truly special to a man like me,
Because you provided good when I was in need;
The chances of meeting another aren't likely
When I know from now on a blond she was indeed.

She would hug when the climate was cold
And I would forget about the degrees below,
Because I was warm as she kept in that hold
Of a cuddling with love when we had let it show;
She could touch me in one spot and I was enticed;
Thereafter, I yearned for so much more than ever,
Because you gave in to my needs to be nice
And I thought that I have been so very clever
To get kind of lust that I need from a sexy blond;
She would speak, I would only her and alone;
With that, I ignore so more people while we bond;
It is not that I was trying to be grown,
But it was because I was in love with her
Or could it be that I'd been in lust;
No matter conclusions people would prefer,
For me, seeing her was really a must.