The Maiden
A melon covered by willow leaves,
A silver rice-paper fan,
The maiden is coming to meet
you---
Run for your life if you can.
Her lips for you to kiss,
Her breasts to touch---
What harm is there in this?
She offers you so much.
A melon covered by willow leaves,
A silver rice-paper fan,
The maiden is coming to meet
you---
Run for your life if you can.
How warm her body feels,
How soft her skin---
How well the silk conceals
The vinyl deep within.
A melon covered by willow leaves,
A silver rice-paper fan,
The maiden is coming to meet
you---
Run for your life if you can.