PUPPY DOG GIRLS
Girls are complex
Harmonies of alpine
Flute sound
Arranged around
The howl of
A dog's tongue
That wants to
Ebb and flood
Like a tissue
Around the golden
Heart-bone
SLOW DANCE
Slowly I twirl
Coo-ca-choo, two
Round the corner
Flat footed
Enthusiastic
Reaching on tip toe
Your dips, curves and dives
Blow my mind into a paper cup,
Your extreme Salza is
An X-rated affair
You change to Rhumba -
No time to slumber.
Blinded I feel my way
As the twirling ball
Lights up the hall
THE CONTEST
Male machismo
Versus vibrating
Gizmo, the machine
Lasts longer
(A singer
An itchy finger)
HER
You have mountains in your eyes
And sail boats in your hips
Avalanches in your
White smiles and a
Clipper in your lips
And all of it rigged
By your long finger













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