She was a hairy <br />Hunched back old <br />woman <br />Not quite like a gorilla <br />But had the spinal <br />Chord of a <br />chimpanzee <br /> <br />Her pits stunk of <br />dead cockroaches <br />splattered in human <br />sweat… <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />My mate shagged her <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Man he did half regret it <br /> <br />I told him to calm down <br />After his 7th <br /> <br />Then I found out he was <br />Drinking non <br />Alcoholic beer <br /> <br />When I saw him <br />Later that night <br />Walking out of the bar <br />With her <br />I made <br />No attempt to stop him <br /> <br />Because it made no sense to me <br /> <br />And he wasn’t drunk <br /> <br />And he now regrets it <br /> <br />What’s going on with <br />my mate?<br /><br />Nathan Strange<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-hairy-woman/
