From Ioseph of Lockesley Black Book, as forwarded by Susan Johns, Austin, Texas, 6/26/94
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                  AMAZING BREASTS
                        -Joshua inb-Eleazar ha-Shalib
           (Tune: "Amazing Grace" of course!)

        Amazing breasts, how sweet and round
        That snared a lech like me!
        How wondrous did those breasts appear
        The hour I first met thee!

        I know not how thine hair doth curl
        Nor know thine eyes their hue...
        But I know each freckle, hair and shade
        Of a somewhat...lower...view

        In bodice and in corsets fine
        Or hid 'neath gauzy weave
        Such wondrous sights I ne'er did see,
        Nor seeing, did believe!

        From rolling hills to Alpine peaks
        And back, mine eye doth roam
        But it might be caught by a friendly smile
        And entrapped, thus find a home!


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