May be She s a Special Prize?

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Like a spanish woman swarthy,
Smart, good-lookin’, very nice,
A little bit abrupt and noisy –
May be she’s "a special prize"?

When she looks at me, I’m happy,
When I’m touchin’ her, I’m mad,
What a sexually baby –
Every man should be so glad!

Once she early in the mornin’
Came at my little cosy flat;
Notwithstandin’ I was goin’
At my work, we lay to bed…

She was passionate and tender,
Her kind whisper in my ears
Still is ringin’, I remember
Also as her sweetest kiss…

Then we drank a few drops of magic
Tasty beverage - her gift,
Then I felt that gettin’ crazy
Then… I fell into deep sleep…

When I woke up, she was out -
No more money, no more gold!..
Like a bad, unlucky scout
I will search for her, “my fault”!