A Naughty Party
Arrived at a costume party,
in sexy evening gown.
The women acted quite haughty
wearing such evil frowns.
"Who do you think you are?" they cried.
My cheeks were blushing pink.
I sought a place to run and hide.
First, I needed a drink.
After my fourth margarita
I was in no hurry
to be a shy senorita.
My vision was blurry.
I approached some men in the room,
cleavage bared, eyes flirty.
"Any of you gents have a broom?
Those women are dirty."
My slurred remarks garnered loud cheers.
Men praised, my words lauded.
I heard the snooty women's leers.
I smiled and applauded.
It was their husbands, around me,
begging for the last dance.
I laughed so hard, I had to pee,
and away I did prance.
7/22/2016
Pink Domino contest
Sara Kendrick
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