Poem


Hotel Fire
When a pretty woman cries to melike a hotel on fireI am almost normal in response
Bring out the meatBring the drinks Be merry!
Let not the fire and light go to waste!Bring the penWrite it down for posterity!
Jaroslav Seifert you are so right,women do us the least harm
A lesser mortal am Ibut we are all mortals alike
When a single woman cries,the whole night is on fire!
When the hotel burns,I quickly learn, how quickly you arouse desire!





Koon Woon
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Published on December 06, 2010 06:52
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