for a massage.
it's a new girl.
Olga has been
arrested,
cuffed and taken
away to the pokey,
for what i don't know.
but the new girl,
from Ireland,
Elf is good.
she weighs about a hundred
pounds
but she's strong.
she knows how to use
her elbows
and knees,
she knows how to stand
on my back
and jump.
she used to be a majorette
in college.
she knows how to twirl
her silver
baton.
it's a good massage,
i drift off
into a nice
deep sleep.
i've fallen in love again.
i'll ask her
to marry me just as soon as
i wake up.
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