Studying a Female Nude in Playboy Magazine (a parody)
What I notice are not the breasts
jutting like headlights, not the buttocks
where they jiggle like bowlfuls of jelly,
not even her Venus staring like a steamed clam
in a chowder of thick soup.
It is the seductive puckering of red labials
that means a kiss has been formed.
It is her power, full, supple, lethal
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