Franz von Stuck, German
The Hot Gift For the Holidays: The She-Saw™, 1898
Syntonos paint on canvas
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Franz von Stuck, German
The Hot Gift For the Holidays: The She-Saw™, 1898
Syntonos paint on canvas
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/// As one century ends, Franz von Stuck,
snuck up stealthily taking a look
at The Seesaw game played
by two maids unafraid
to be viewed as they jiggled and shook.
/// The brunette, in a thin orange gown,
bounced with force as she rode up and down.
When a quick jolting stop
popped her breasts out the top
she ignored it with nary a frown.
/// The pale blonde had a gown which was green.
She removed it to bunch it between
her bare butt and the wood,
for she well understood
what those soft extra layers would mean.
/// With their legs they each gripped the log tight,
so they wouldn’t fall off in their flight.
From the rough sawed-off trunk,
they’d protected their junk,
so the splintery bark wouldn’t bite.
/// Their rough, improvised seesaw was crude,
yet they rode it, one topless, one nude.
As each up or down thump
sent a vibe through her rump,
the girls giggled, their smiles somehow lewd.
/// Both these women have fun as they bounce,
which their big, goofy grins should announce.
Their jiggling flesh
shakes up Franz to get fresh.
When the girls leave the seesaw he’ll pounce.
“Teeter-totter, Margery’s daughter
Forgetting the rules Mamma taught her
And the words of her Dad
Got completely unclad
when the sweltering sun made her hotter.”
/// All Newtonian Laws are applied
as they bounce high and low, side to side.
Up and down they careen;
feeling faint, turning green;
because gravity has been defied.
/// If inertia keeps still things in place,
moving things will keep going through space
until they’re made to stop.
Were they buxom on top,
both these girls would get slapped in the face.
/// His wife’s cheating, but not with a man.
He’s confused about how women can.
Franz cannot cut the mustard;
he’s a cuckold who’s flustered
by seeing his Schatzi with Anne.
/// Susie’s shorter, but has greater mass
than Cici, the raven-haired lass.
So she stays on the ground,
‘cause her belly is round
and her weight’s in her thighs and her ass.