The train was jam-packed, all the seats were taken,
So I stood next to a sign warning against lawbreaking,
No dancing it said, which thought was quite weird,
But I grabbed the pole anyway, and passengers cheered.
I rubbed up and down, with seductive moves,
Sliding in places that fit all my grooves,
I slowly disrobed though I knew it was wrong,
Until all I had on was a leopard-skin thong.
The crowd loved every move, they begged me for more,
Using the pole as a tool, I got pretty hardcore,
Upside-down, do the splits, I was in the spot-light,
And if that cop didn’t show, I’d have danced through the night.
“Can’t you read?” he yelled at me, as he locked me in cuffs,
Which turned me on even more since I love kinky stuff,
“Sure” I said calmly, and then I argued,
That the sign is for “ladies”, and I’m a fat hairy dude!
A contest entry
- BluesMan's Adult Humor Contest # 8 by BluesMan.
700 points, ended September 23, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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Oh this is just too F@#king funny. The entire poem was fantastic but when I got to the last stanza I fell of my chair laughing. I loved the jaw dropper ending.
Thank you for entering my contest.
Bill
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lmao!
Brilliant ! oh fab I do like a bit of lawbreaking! and a man in a thong on a train! now that would brighten anyones morning! fabulous write - my kinda poetry! well done fat hairy dude!!!!!
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