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From: linkxxxx@aol.com (Link)
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Date: 02 Dec 2003 16:26:12 GMT
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Subject: ASSC: AFTSD - Strip Club Haiku
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Sixth dance. Then she moans,
"Make it an even hundred."
I think I'm in love.

Bill ready in mouth.
As twin mounds climb from the mist,
I rise to greet them.

Bathroom attendant,
Did Dante banish you to
The cruelest of hells?

Via psychic link, 
Her undulations spark a
Fractal tsunami.

Through drunken stupor,
My wallet chimes: An hour
Of bliss… and cab fare.

What's my room number?
Will she show? Slim chance, but it
Will sweeten my dreams.

Rent is due, so she
Presses my buttons. Why me?
I'm her ATM.

Between waking and
Sleeping, sense and sensation,
I call it a night.

First, shoes and a dress.
Now, hints about a car loan.
Time to cut and run.

--Link