Robkowski

My Polish vet so big and strong,
For your sexspenders i do long.
The dirty face, the sweat-filled brow,
Without you what will i do now?

Another face you will soon wear
With amber eyes and windblown hair.
A face so pale and ice ice cold
Where is my vet with skin so gold?

Whichever face you show to me,
Perfectly perfect is what you'll be.
With golden skin or ice ice cold
My Rob, into your arms i fold.