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Fat Sharon

Poetry By: Shane P

Poem about a filthy overweight hooker

Submitted:Feb 20, 2013    Reads: 36    Comments: 7    Likes: 3   

She's on the street corners looking shifty,

There's a naughty glint in her eye,

She'll give a blowjob for two pound fifty,

Or you can pay her with meat pies,


Her breath smells of a thousand fags,

And of last nights take-away,

The smell of BO will make you gag,

And her teeth have all decayed,


Yes she's big and yes she's mean,

She eats married men alive,

Yes she's keen and not quite clean,

Lack of action leaves her dry,


As hookers go she's quite unique,

She's definatly one of a kind,

She doesn't have the toned physique,

That curb crawlers have in mind,


Goes without saying she gets no luck,

It would be easier if she was thin,

Given the chance she'll give you a suck,

With your balls resting on her chins.


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