| Late one Night on the Midway "Ladies and Gentlemen!!! I give you Fatima.... The Living Wall of Flesh!!!! Watch as her mammoth body Undulates to the classics! Comptemplate on the mysteries of her magnificent corpulence!" Yet Fatima was not to be found Beneath the floodlights. Through some supreme act of will She'd climbed the narrow rope ladder The trapeze-artists used To reach their platform. Fatima, sequined bikini bobbing, Began to swing. Her impossibly white and fragile body Picked up momentum As she managed one perfect Airborne somersault in the moonlight, Then plummeted to peace. Tucked inside her specially-built G-string Was a valentine to the barker. She'd been too shy to sign it. The blind Siamese twins Kept right on selling Tickets to the hoochy-koochy show As the wind licked the scarlet dust Just like any sucker townie With a candy apple, And went on its way. ---Kathleen Youmans copyright 1993 |
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