You gotta love that bitch, and the way in which,
she turns me on and flips my switch.
You gotta love that bitch. She makes her pitch,
and stands her ground without a hitch.
You gotta love that bitch, without a glitch,
she casts her spell like a blasted witch...
You gotta love that bitch. A fixture in my mind.
You gotta love that bitch. A picture that's divine.
You gotta love that bitch, with skin like quiche;
the jealous spy scans microfiche.
You gotta love that bitch. Without a stitch;
her big brown eyes make me bewitched.
You gotta love that bitch, her moves and twitch,
she finds new ways to soothe my itch...
You gotta love that bitch. A fixture in my mind.
You gotta love that bitch. And drink her in like wine.
You gotta love that bitch. She's found her niche.
She makes my doggone life so rich.
You gotta love that bitch, and plow her ditch.
It's doggy style in the kitchen kitsch.
You gotta love that bitch, with feelings mixed.
In awe of her I stand transfixed...
You gotta love that bitch. A picture so refined.
You gotta love that bitch, and love her all the time.
David SmithWhite
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heavy-metal-love-that-bitch/
