Nine Roses
By anthea
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I love champagne with strawberries
she witters toplessly
you know like praty gwomman right
that actor who is he
she has champagne with strawberries
in that you must of seen it
oh oh I really love this song
my all time fave I mean it
(some new talent-free satyr
of me-too fame heard braying
of urgent matters in his loins)
she takes a sip, is saying
don't you think it's romantic then?
to silent Sue, he's shy
when he came in I said hey love
at first sight - he said why?
and then he asked me might there be
somebody older tall
morena with long hair I said
well just for you I'll call
my friend from Cuba sexy Sue
and then I said you'll buy
my friend a drink as well? she likes
the same as me that's why
we're friends and then he sits right here
and well the rest you know
a silence suddenly descends
the women come and go
across the dim saloon and talk
of anything but art
to shifty punters better versed
in matters of the tart
more alcohol-free Babychams
and beers engorge the bill
to bursting and an ashtray tells
a tale of failing will
just how to say you bore me stiff
or rather bore me limp
just how to stop the chattering
how not to be a wimp
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