Green
Under constant barrage
of your texted
accusations
I stood my ground
as the Laotian waitress
with the big breasts
and the cute smile
inquired about your
whereabouts
“She still number one? ”
She enquired
and smiled
I Inhaled
and exhaled
“Still The One! ”
She smiled even wider
I didn’t
Back then
it just wasn’t
funny
poem by Carsten Thomsen
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