i was strolling through pigalle as a teen.
taking in sights i hadn't seen.
with two friends, and twin brother in tow.
looking for experiences we didnt know.
the girls were about, brazen and hustling .
scouring for punters, the place was bustling .
shunting their men to seedy hotels.
what happens behind the curtained veils?.
the paddy wagons came and rounded em up .
fighting the gendarme, the tarts made a fuss.
they were dispatched, quick to the courts .
paid the fines and returned as escorts.
we all enjoyed the spirited show .
then retreated to montmarte. where the ambience was slow .
drank and dined to our hearts content .
listened to accordions sounds heaven sent.
we had portraits sketched by pavement artists.
garcons strolled about and didn't notice .
when night had passed .the aromas gone .
we awoke , normal tourists..traversing the seine.
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Ah, I remember my trip to Paris vividly
It was only a layover on the way to Germany, so I got metal detected and narrowly avoided a full cavity search, and I got to sit on the tarmac for forty minutes... and the clouds were thick, so I couldn't see anything on takeoff or landing
but you brought me to the real paris
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Paris muskateers
a good time and experience in paris.A really good time was had by all.This flowed really well,the lines
"They were dispatched quick to the courts.
"Paid their fines and returned as escorts"
were excellent,i enjoyed the flow,excellent poem
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