Dalya smokes
as I do
in some bar
in the camp
in Stockholm
want a beer?
she asks me
sure why not
so she buys
two large beers
and we talk
of the tents
that now leak
and the dame
who nigh sleeps
with most guys
on the trip
(not me though)
one of whom
a teacher
when back home
some wise prat
who claimed she
(that's Dalya)
was quite fat
I'd say plump
I tell her
Rubens type
not like her
Dalya says
skinny ****
and tit-less
that teacher
she goes on
I'll have him
on his own
and sit on
his thick head
we drink beer
listening
the music
from the large
loud speakers
some rock stuff
loud guitars
thrashing drums
and I think
she's ****
standing there
in white top
and black jeans
with black hair
and her wild
dark eyed stare.
Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 1:37 PM UTC
Dalya smokes
as I do
in some bar
in the camp
in Stockholm
want a beer?
she asks me
sure why not
so she buys
two large beers
and we talk
of the tents
that now leak
and the dame
who nigh sleeps
with most guys
on the trip
(not me though)
one of whom
a teacher
when back home
some wise prat
who claimed she
(that's Dalya)
was quite fat
I'd say plump
I tell her
Rubens type
not like her
Dalya says
skinny ****
and tit-less
that teacher
she goes on
I'll have him
on his own
and sit on
his thick head
we drink beer
listening
the music
from the large
loud speakers
some rock stuff
loud guitars
thrashing drums
and I think
she's ****
standing there
in white top
and black jeans
with black hair
and her wild
dark eyed stare.
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