THE CHEERLEADER
by Andrew Vasey I'm in love with a cheerleader, A girl with a permanent smile, Legs quite as long as her skirt is short, And brimful of vigour and style. I love it when she crouches low, Then jumps up with a shout, But most of all I love it When she gets her pom-poms out. I'm marrying my cheerleader, The girl with the permanent smile, And pretty soon, with me in tow, She'll high-kick down the aisle. We'll honeymoon together, And there isn't any doubt That best of all I'll love it When she gets her pom-poms out.
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