Wednesday, 7 January 2026

Sitting on a goldmine

She said, I was in this taxi once
real late at night it was
and the driver looked back in his mirror
and with a sort of leer he asked
if it had been a good night for me

I said What do you mean
he said You look like a working girl
        don't worry I've seem them all
       and I'm very broad-minded

I said, Excuse me I've 
          been at an office leaving do

Sorry love, he said, No offence
                             but if you ever
                         want a new career
                     it's clear to me you're
                 sitting on a goldmine

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