A Male Striptease Poem by Phil Soar

A Male Striptease



I slowly took my clothes off
A sort of male striptease
Until my wife said Cover up!
You've got such wobbly knees
It kind of killed the passion
And I was all erect
My male striptease
Just did not please
So had not the right effect

Friday, February 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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