THIS IS THEFT

They spoke slowly and deliberately,
as though they were lighting a fire.

There was this hoochie-cooch show.
When the feller wasn’t looking,
we snuck in under the tent.
There was this gal up on stage,
doing a har-em dance.
First thing I know,
she’d dropped her dress
and she was naked.

All over?

From head to toe.

What’d she look like?

She had a belly button so big
you could’ve stuck your whole
middle finger in it.