Behold all these ladies
Promenading round the park
Fleshtones dappled sunny and shady
Showing skin from pale to dark
Measured pace of footfalls placing
Flip-flops, boots or spiky heels
Lilting bounce or gentle swaying
Kind of rhythms I want to feel
Fair young gentle creatures
Underneath the tattoo ink
Soft and firm and robust features
Hidden barely at the brink
All the Brooklyn sights
The kind tourists don't normally see
This one has appeal
It's nice to see girls real ( or free)
No admission fee
From highest sun till dark
There in McCarren Park
Brooklyn Industry off peeled
Treating grass like some green beach
Bathing suits to sun revealed
Skin to brown and hair to bleach
Sipping on a Bedford latte
Chatting iPhone worker friends
Inexpensive in city outing
Filling in a tan weekend
chorus
All these lovely ladies
Circa-ling around the paths
Long lash curved eyes faintly shaded
Rosy gradient-tinted glass
Light flimsy gauzy lacings
Sheer revealing purple thongs
Have no time for hound dogs begging
As they push their pugs along
Tasty bait for lurking lechers
Prompting twisted minds to think
Cheap spectating, park bench bleachers
Favorite sport, my choice of seats
