By Tiffin
© 1999 Tiffin, all rights reserved
Blurred-eyed men watch zesty young tits
swing to and fore above beer stained bars
Music thumps to the rhythm of long legged gals
as curvy thin hips grind cylinder brass poles
Groping fingers slip drool kissed bills
in folds of elastic when slithering by
A trick is turned to make quick bucks
she sits in the lap of a beer-gutted ape
While twisting, nuzzling his perk little prick
with her sweat soaked lace panties
In the pretense of boasting his ego
plastic smiles endure perpetual fantasies
Tired young ladies think nothing but home
to give a lingering kiss to a small child and
tuck the soft blanket under the babe's chin