Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Bald Men Poem

Whenever I drive
and by chance there is a bald-headed man
driving in the car front of me,
And this has happened more than once,
I have the same daydream.
I dream of sitting on the man's shoulders,
his bald head between my thighs
my naked breasts draped over him.

-Emily Lisker

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