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Monday, December 6, 2010

Poem


Hotel Fire

When a pretty woman cries to me
like a hotel on fire
I am almost normal in response

Bring out the meat
Bring the drinks
Be merry!

Let not the fire and light go to waste!
Bring the pen
Write it down for posterity!

Jaroslav Seifert you are so right,
women do us the least harm

A lesser mortal am I
but we are all mortals alike

When a single woman cries,
the whole night is on fire!

When the hotel burns,
I quickly learn,
how quickly you arouse desire!






Koon Woon

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