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Step right up!
Step this way!
You've come to see the show!
I know
from the look in your eye
you'd deny coming for the seven virgins and the mule
wouldn't you?
But I've a thing for you.
Yes! You! You with the
discriminating eye, hey?
Step this way!
For you we have
a beauty untamed!
Unnamed! Unframed!
Just behind the curtain!
Call her anything you like
she'll take no notice -- entranced as she is.
Oh, yes, my friend!
Engaged! On stage!
Come--
Step in, step in, make room
prepare to swoon
at the sight of
one woman,
one desire
fulfilled! Spilled!
Thrilling!
There --
she stands, she leans
forward, reaches out
and claims
(your heart? Your dreams?)
She doesn't even know we're here!
The air is sweet
amidst the dust
as she
takes it
in her two hands;
unshaved, the thick fuzz like fur
stirs her to part her lips
and savor...
not the flavor
--not yet, not yet--
but the perfume, the essence.
Pressing her open mouth
to the skin
you can imagine
how her tongue must be
flat against the flesh.
(For a dollar more, I'll let you see.)
Now quiet! She's about to
bite!
And you'll want to hear
clearly the tear
of skin under her teeth
as they sink into the rich flesh.
Watch the juice sluice
between her fingers and thumb
right
on
down
her
arm.
Charmed by her harming, aren't we?
Lifting heavenward that same arm
to lick the nectar.
She directs her
mouth back to the bowl from her bite
and drinks the juice that pools.
As you fools
watch
upon your stools.
Step
right
UP!
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