I'Ve Been Inside The House Of High End Taste - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

they call it
Airforce One
somewhere in the city of
THe Flesh
High End it caters to the taste
of Prime Ministers and
Justices and
Cabinet Secretaries
to include
The Generals

Count me in
but i will not tell you who i am
or was
and what i do for this

There is a secret passage
for VIP's
leading to an Aquarium of
First Class Gold Fish
all naked on white smooth flesh
pink breasts and purple nipples

You choose your type
And Someone Up there pays
the Price in Dollars

The Best in Asia
Heaven is at the tip of your tongue
Your finger
and Your
Strong front tail.

If you are poor and not influential
this is nothing
but your usual house of
ill -repute and you are but
and ordinary construction worker
starving for
quick sex and if you are older than 50
they call you
Dirty Old Man

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 4, 2010

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