Dreadlock Handcuffs

A Poem by Michelle Gent

comical poem

Dread lock Handcuff's-

So this massage client comes in
Looking like he's wearing a mink coat
with mohair scarf on back and neck

I tried to knead and rub oil
Into his weary muscles
Only to make sailors knots
and fishtail braids

Ensnaring my fingers
In a fringy , oily mess
Giving my client a bit of a complex
But who was he to be annoyed?

When I was the one who had to endure
A fly strip of icky, it thoroughly bugged me out!
In need of a shower, I was completely grossed out
I never thought this Venous Fly Trap of greasy
Was going to let go and release me

Next thing I know the door opens abruptly
And in rushes a camera crew and paparazzi
I wasn't aware I was in the presence of celebrity greatness
But this was quickly become a pain in the butt and nuisance

I didn't care if he brought me fame and fortune
Sasquatch central front and center was nauseating
I was thrust into the limelight without warning
Plucked from obscurity
thrown into the tabloids the next mourning

Headlines read:

"Yeti and fiance on a date
Getting freaky and Kinky in massage parlor

Wedding to be performed by Elvis in Vegas
Next time there's a blizzard on Easter
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