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VA-VA-VOOM

Flim-Flam dances to the beat of a drugged out drummer
Her moves are suggestive and sometimes vulgar
Her hands are soiled and damp holding onto the grimy pole
She’s topless and her dancing is like a listless puppet performing a role
She has a striking body and her hair is curly and luxuriant
It makes patrons’ thoughts lean towards prurience
As the evening lumbers on, Flim-Flam’s dancing slows to a crawl 
She’s tired, hungry and wants to curl up and bawl 
A huge man approaches the stage sneering at her with tight dark eyes
He’s obese, sweaty, dirty, and wears an obscene leather tie
Flim-Flam looks down and backs up in mortal fear
It’s her stepfather; he’s found her; he staggers as he leers 
He hollers. “Got ya, Gal, you gonna be sorry you ran away – you hear?”
He grabs at Flim-Flam, but a bouncer steps in with a bone-crushing slam
Her stepfather pulls a hunting knife bellowing and slashing
But the bouncer is bigger, fitter, and not afraid of grabbing
Crazed bullies, liquored, riled up and flailing
The bouncer drops the stepfather to marry the floor
Disarms him, pins him while hollering, “Flim-Flam, get out the back door”
Slamming into the bouncer’s 4x4, Flim-Flam hunkers down weeping
She hears sirens, people shouting, cursing, tires screeching
She hears the Miranda given just before she slides into oblivion
A gentle hand shakes her awake, it’s the bouncer, his name is Jake
Her new husband smiles with kindness, his love shining forth
“We’re going north to the farm where I was born and want to live my life
With you by my side, not “Flim’Flam”, but Grace Marshall, my wife
He holds her close whispering, kissing, reassuring
“Va-Va-Voom” disappears; a happy ending, a promising beginning.

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  1. Date: 4/16/2011 11:21:00 AM
    Wow!!!! What a story, Carol . many congrats on your honorable mention. Lainie

  1. Date: 4/13/2011 3:29:00 PM
    Congratulations on your win..Sara

  1. Date: 4/13/2011 5:43:00 AM
    Congratulations for your win Carol in the contest "Burlesque Boutique" sponsored by Miranda Lambert. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 4/12/2011 11:29:00 PM
    wow, carol, what a story. this could be made into a movie or something. What a poem for your HM. You worked really hard on this one!! congratulations.

  1. Date: 4/12/2011 4:51:00 PM
    Congrats. on your HM success. Carol. Agape, Moses

  1. Date: 4/12/2011 1:15:00 PM
    Many congratulations Carol on your win in Randa's contest, way to go....:)

  1. Date: 4/12/2011 9:43:00 AM
    Congrats Carol on your HM in the Burlesque contest with this fantastic write luv.. great expressions to compliment the contest and what a grand title too.. enjoy your special honor with luv..

  1. Date: 4/12/2011 9:20:00 AM
    Congratulations on the HM win in the contest, Carol

  1. Date: 4/2/2011 10:19:00 PM
    Is this a personal narative? If so, congratulations on your timely escape