Sheltered Dream

One fine Saturday night sheltered went to play They called the game jumping poles for adults With a little too much down the gut with luck Recommend by the bottle he carefully tucked; Went to replace a naughty girl on a pole dance Eagerly the crowed whistled lured by the sight The lone girl looked awed to his coming plight Pushed on the ramp he lost the bottle in flight; What a sight he fumbled with the buttons tight Holding on to the pole by his trembling knees Winks flew as the girl jumped to help him strip Souvenirs quickly tossed as bouncers moved in. A memento strip went to each chosen customer Lol how I envy them; disenchanted without one.