I asked her politely what colors were there.
She awkwardly asked, "My underwear? "
With no hesitation I looked to see,
She laughingly said, " It's there for Free! "
With no hesitation I pulled them down.
She softly said, "Stop messin' around."
She gave me a warning, the Dog does bark.
"Excuse me! " she said and blurped out a fart.
She asked if it smells bad as I sniffed in the air.
With no hesitation, "Like a cow's derriere! "
With no hesitation she lifted her arm.
I softly said, "That smells like a farm."
With no hesitation I readily asked,
"When was the last time you took a bath? "
She gave me a warning the sewer's backed up.
"Excuse me, " she said and gently threw up.
The moral is easy, so easy to see.
Don't pick up drunk chicks, if it's after three.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem