young robust lady on bikini
sitting on platform with smile
anticipating fast thrown ball
to trip her seat and dunk her
loving it, giggling with gusto
lost her string; everything show
man run up to offer his jacket
poor fellow he ended up wet
crowd laugh, scream cheers
some said 'more for beers'
i touch my beard mute my lips
thanks my ears none escapes
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