Cash for your Trash

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Watch me dance
'round poles of brass
in heels as tall as trees

Slip me some cash
I'll shake my ass
you don't need to say please

I'll tease and flirt
and lift my skirt
and suck your wallet dry

Go forth and sin
come back again
give me another try

You never know
I just might go
right home with you tonite

I think you'll find
your wife won't mind
she works here Friday nights!

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Sir DonaldSir Donaldalmost 19 years ago
Sounds Like My Wife

Not into erotic poetry that much but enjoyed your little diddy with the wicked twist...just got onto this website - may be submitting something of my own. I look forward to reading more of your work and perhaps corresponding via email. Sir Donald vinivid@visionet.net

DeepAsleepDeepAsleepalmost 20 years ago
Tee-hee.

This poem made me giggle.

fawniefawniealmost 20 years ago
very fun read

i saw this on a thread i think, i haven't seen your poetry before, but a nice place to start. very pleasant read!

tungtied2utungtied2ualmost 20 years ago
Fun and flirty....

titillating and tempting. Nice work, fun read. Thanks.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 20 years ago
I saw this......

..somewhere before - may be the "Suddenly with passion" thread. I loved it then and I still do And it's a first poem. Looking frward to more treats like this poem. I gave it a fiver.

I'd also like to say here that I am not using the thermometer any more in my comments.

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