I was once told a fact that I will not forget,
Camels get turned on by eau-de-toilette,
So don’t be confused by his “let’s-go-and-play” grunts,
He’s simply attracted by your special fragrance.
If it’s only a whiff, he will cuddle and court you,
To respond to his hormones, he’ll try and exhort you,
But if you have plastered it on, he will find you,
And tiptoeing gently, he’ll sneak up behind you.
So if you are splashing on Christian Dior,
And your hair is set off by your jewels galore,
And your skin is as white as some perfect enamel,
You probably smell like a female camel.
Camels get turned on by eau-de-toilette,
So don’t be confused by his “let’s-go-and-play” grunts,
He’s simply attracted by your special fragrance.
If it’s only a whiff, he will cuddle and court you,
To respond to his hormones, he’ll try and exhort you,
But if you have plastered it on, he will find you,
And tiptoeing gently, he’ll sneak up behind you.
So if you are splashing on Christian Dior,
And your hair is set off by your jewels galore,
And your skin is as white as some perfect enamel,
You probably smell like a female camel.
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