Bradypus strokes, uh, I mean strikes again! I'm down on the floor with Micca about this one! Here's your Silver B.L.O.B., Dear Mr. B., for:

So with banknote in my hand, I
Stretched and had a grope around
Felt her bosom, felt her body
Felt her all for twenty pound!

And Micca, my darlin', it's been awhile since we traded verses; so, if I write another, will you add one to it, and so on, until we come up with a grand collaboration? Here's my first offer:

But sir, said Sue on the Swing,
You don't know what your token will bring,
For it's hot when I dance, even without my pants,
And that's such a nice cool little thing!

Now it's your turn, Micca... ;-)