#Rubbishpoetry by Alice

As I came home last night

I chanced upon a splendid sight

A pretty woman towards me strode

As I crossed the busy road

A gust of wind did pass us by

And lifted up her skirt so high

Her expression, it never flickered

Even though I saw her knickers

A gasp, a sigh, then a smile

For they were black like mine

True story…

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