Breaking The Ice Poem by Phil Soar

Breaking The Ice



I broke the ice and bought a drink
Just as the night began
She was dressed in a beautiful hand made skirt
While her stockings gave her a tan
I suddenly felt romantic
And I touched her on her bottom
She knocked me off my bar stool
And the rest is best forgotten

Thursday, February 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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