Dawn and her rosy fingers
Dawn's rosy fingers touch,
where they wander,
they leave a rush,
Off comes the blanket,
so her hands can wander,
she reaches as far as she can,
penetratng every corner,
Dawn likes this very much.
Her fingers do they meander?
Over yours hills and through your valleys.
Does she make you blush?
Don't worry, your not the only one Dawn likes to brush.