'Men are nothing...! '
she said
'...but a storm
in a D-cup! '
Her laughter
did a mental striptease.
'I don't dress
to impress
men
I dress to impress
other women
...the competition! '
'I'm studying philosophy
at Uni
but right now I'm late
for my pole dancing class! '
And with that she stiletto'd off
into the dark
before getting caught
her left heel
held fast
in a drain.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/miss-modern/
