Natas' Stripper Nation Poem by BEAU GOLDEN

Sometimes he'd remark, 'I built this place! '
When we were exiting the awful space
A place where women dance in your eyes!
A place where women sit on your thighs!
'I built this place! ' sometimes he'd say
'It only took me half a day! '
'And deep inside it's bells and whistles
I have placed some thorns and thistles
Deep inside the topless arena
i will evoke my nasty demeanor
You will have what you can start
But you can never have her heart
You can touch and taste and smell
But suffer deep when your love doth swell
I am Natas Lived, I built and conceived
a place to enshrine the female bereaved
I am Natas, I created and stock
A place to torture your heart more than cock
I'm not just talking about my vegas creation
I'm talking about the whole new stripper nation'
This is not the stepford wives, nay
This is the silicon bitch of today
What will your sons and grandsons do
When their hearts encounter these dancers untrue?
What will your grandsons struggle with more
The bodies or minds of the one dollar whore?
While I Natas, sit back and adore
My greatest invention the adult candy store
While I Natas, cackle and grin
While both of you wallow in some form of sin.
Beau Golden