( / Ashland, Kentucky)

Jessica The Lass

I need you to hold unto my hand
While wearing your short tartan skirt,
Whilst we are in this mystical land
When eyes will be upon you and not the dirt.
I too want to be inspired by my desires and yearns
As was the great Bard, Robert Burns.

I want you to hold tightly unto my arm
While men stare upon your shapely legs,
As I keep you safe and protected from all harm
Through lust and desire man begs.
While in Caledonia you'll become a sexy temptation
You will become my muse, and my inspiration.

I want you to hold firmly unto my fingers
As I watch the movement of your skirts tassel,
As a deep sigh in my lungs lingers
While we walk into a legendary castle.
You have become a sexy Scottish Lass for the day
Thank God for Tartan skirts and you, I do say.

Randy L. McClave

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