Gypsy Rose

There were sparkles a’plenty

There were high lights on shine and sequin with feathers fluffy plumed ready

There was play and romp and strutting air kisses

Sultry smooth hot and mixing with the curtain

A slurry of applause

Oh, and yes, yes, yes, yes hoots and whistles

Rising up at the the watering hole stages set velvety

Rocking the house rolling into the night

Ladies getting caught in a situation

Between a velvet chair and a hard place

Landing softly

Feathers

Fine lace

Fans now

Fanatics

Bosoms and hot bottomed girls

Everywhere

My, my, my…..girls, girls, girls

The air steamy with hot kiss jam

From strawberry lips luscious sweet

Another round

please-oh-please ladies

Coquettes in a vamp

With cherry blossoms popped and blooming

Causing quite a stir

Down here in the tender loin

the feminine wiles wild and free

Shake loose peaches from limber felled trees

Interpreting a delectable art in the ways of a woman’s form,

a beautiful form,

a beautiful form indeed.