by Bobbie Troy
she was a big blonde
called Starr
with tits as big as
the grand canyon
and pursed lips
a la marilyn monroe
who silently
beckoned you
into her shady shack
but when she took off
her wig, heels, and make-up
she was plain ole’ Joe
accountant by day
seductress by night
and lonely in each disguise.
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