Poem-a-day - April 25
Saturday Night's Alright, alright, alright
--- Elton John
Saturday night's the night he likes.
He dudes himself up, polishes his shoes
and sets off to find his girl at the bar.
He wants only the finest, no compromise
in quality for him. The blonde blue-eyed
one stares at only him. The corseted one,
with breasts falling out of her white blouse.
She's just the one. She'll do indeed.
He strokes her sloping shoulders, licks
her green lips. He grabs her and prepares
to take her all the way... right then, right there.
Yep. His St. Pauli Girl always gives him
what he's lookin' for on a Saturday night.
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