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By brook_rivers
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12 June 2006 |
Not very serious poetry here just a few ramblings! Short skirt Low top Straight hair Perfect make up
With friends A bottle of wine Laugh and a joke Feeling fine
On our way Reach the club Looking for someone To fall in love
Smoky atmosphere Music blaring Dancing dirty Spirits flowing
Feet kill I feel sick Oh my God Why do I do this?!
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Written by Bottleblondesurfer (3362 comments posted) 12th June 2006 | So nothing has changed in 20years by the sound of it, probably only the music. And that last line. I wonder how many times that has been uttered? You really should do more funny stuff. I miss it | Sparking memories... Written by mishmish (389 comments posted) 12th June 2006 | Brook this is great. I agree with BBS, you should do more funny stuff. You have a real talent for it. Well done best wishes mishmish | Men are from mars Written by Leo (573 comments posted) 13th June 2006 | The one thing i can say about men is that most of them don't wear six inch heels; so we don't get that foot torture thing! hoorah for sensible footwear!! great writing as ever more! more! leo | thanks guys!!! Written by brook_rivers (484 comments posted) 13th June 2006 | inspired by the obvious i thought i may as well post this up as a little diversion thanks for all your comments, & mrs B i think i just about utter that last sentence every weekend! so who knows how many times its been said!!! brook x | Memories Written by givitsum (651 comments posted) 13th June 2006 | Ah yes, this takes me back. Smoky pubs, tarts in mini skirts, knockers hanging out of a skimpy blouse. Fag in one hand, half a lager and a bag of pork scratchings in the other. Make-up on with a trowel, had the sister round to do their hair. More gold round their neck than Mr. T, elastic of the knickers sticking up above the top of the skirt. An hour on the sunbed in the afternoon before getting dolled up. Stick a couple of elastoplast on their heels where the stilletoes rub. A few boogies around their handbags, then pair off with some bloke for a nice little knee trembler round the back of the pub. All this in the middle of a Yorkshire winter. Well done Brook, as usual. The good old days. Or does is still go on. Givitsum | Written by brook_rivers (484 comments posted) 17th June 2006 | Great description there Givitsum, i think you could make your own poem out of that! Brook |
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