Reading Kipling poems to strippers

Get ketamine in across the bay, Mandalay

Man can delay but there’s no escape 

She’s in tight white pants like Ripley

I’m done quickly but paid fifty for sixty

So now I’m reading Kipling to a stripper

Nippers napping in my kitchen

Licked her earlier, kipper taste on my lips

Looks like someone missed the sugarbowl

Messy bag for dipping.

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