My Life As A Stripper
by Dr. Richard C Blackstone III
Thursday, January 31, 2002
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There was a bond between us,
Much stronger than most!
I felt this chemical chain reaction,
As I spend nights with many different men.
I know their fingers,
I feel their touch,
I get walked on,
Spat on and looked down upon.
However, no matter the condition I must do my job,
Yes sir Bob.
People put their trust in me to give them a service,
I can not conform,
I must perform.
I can't just blow them off or give them the heave ho!
I can't take a night off,
Or tell them what I think of them.
You know the size of their ego's
You know men!
There ego's are out of here,
While they talk a good game,
I can do so much better,
See you finally realize,
I'm just mere chemical floor stripper!