Roxy Sluts

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
I don't usually get involved with poetry but here's one I was made to write in Creative Writing at University at the peak of my dipsomania. The setting is any nightclub in Sheffield city centre.

Submitted: January 21, 2008

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Roxy sluts have stolen my keys

My wallet is fumbled and drops to my knees

And the twat, twat, twat of a snare somewhere

And the girl with the make up, the slant to her hair

Makes me come over nauseous at the bar, by the stair.

Taxi to Africa, take me to Mars

And take her as well, though she's ugly and large.


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