The Pole Dancer Poem by Phil Soar

The Pole Dancer



She slides around the silver pole
Leaving sweat behind
And other bodily fluids
That excrete from her behind
And men can get excited
When she turns around and round
And as she gyrates on the pole
It makes a squelching sound

Wednesday, February 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: humour,silly
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