Her lyric saunter brought
Joy to the street was
Placid cars went to and fro
Her silky hair tickled by gentle
Breezes glistened in the
Fresh spring sunlight

Her gait was young and
Saucy head swayed with the
Rhythm of song she
Sang a little ditty of a
Dress loosely covered her nubile
Body punctuated the
Fabric as it fell
Against her downy skin

I saw the streetcar first from
Afar she saw it brought
Her to a run as it
Passed her sprinting
Body was gloriously
Exposed when a gust did
Lift her flowery dress could not
But take to flight

The fleeting moment quelled by
Her hands came rushing back
To tame her flowing dress
Was perhaps the cause of
Her failure to catch the
Streetcar did not wait for
The flushed youth slowed
Down to wait

Then look around she did to
Ascertain if anybody had
Witnessed her bare bottom had
Indeed been seen by my eyes
Caught hers - her cheeks
Turned deliciously red