![]() Saturday Night CuriosityA Poem by April ChildHot pants, cold pants, no pants high heels, hair gel, lip gloss testosterone eau de ego jostling wearing spillage Peacocks strutting c***s fighting c***s c***s Saturday night curiosity at the trendy provincial bar decides to go home and watch X Factor on tv exit through nicotine fog The difference between decades passing is feeling you’re missing out by staying in and knowing you’re missing nothing. © 2010 April ChildReviews
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16 Reviews Added on February 22, 2008 Last Updated on August 1, 2010 Author![]() April ChildUnited KingdomAboutI love words and I like to write poems. Sometimes words just come and I don't know where from but I write them down anyway. There's something very powerful in the written word. It shows you where y.. more..Writing
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