She’s got style an a perfect flick
Ankles smooth and arms are slick
Swaying an swinging out the house
Practiced pout; the slobbers to arouse
Hanging loose the street’s lil boys
well versed she in all their ploys
Tick tack tick of her towering heels
Screeching cars burn their wheels
Studded purse around her neck
Chinking chains an what the heck
Blue the eyes an blonde her hair
Nefertiti necked an skin so fair
Shapely legs an Ooh! She digs
All the stuff that need to be bigs
Rail road red she’s got her lips.
Loosely thrown is a rag on hips
Sturdy ones an the hillbilly guys
Strutting their stuff an toying flys
Pushes in the door of that pub
Flashes a lasher to that cub
Throws a smile an kills the gloom
Hush and gawk now fills the room
Bemused look an practiced shrug
Bartender lands a bubbling mug
Points a finger to one in the room
Lifted over furniture to his doom
Hulking stud with a jutted chin.
Come on here an enjoy this gin!
Knows she well, won’t have to pay;
Green gathers up! she’s made a day.
(Islamabad)
(May 01,2009)
saadat tahir
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