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Fat Sharon

Poetry By: Shane P
Poetry



Poem about a filthy overweight hooker


Submitted:Feb 20, 2013    Reads: 34    Comments: 8    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,

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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,

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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,

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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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