pole, words

today has been spent in fire stations across mesquite

i was crushed to learn i would not be sliding down a brass pole

they just don’t have any poles any more

bastard hope springing infernal

got to climb in the fire truck and play around in a bomb disposal truck

but it just wasn’t in the cards

have to head to strip club if i want that sweet sweet pole action

and it isn’t the same

it just isn’t

i feel like a kid on xmas that just wanted a bike and got a scooter instead

close but no cigar

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