Pigalle V - 0117
Where the stranger brandy sips
when his taunter stands and strips,
man she haunts with hands and hips,
then she vaunts bare glands and nips,
again she flaunts fair fans and lips,
there the stranger, randy, tips.
(20 March 1976)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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