
Her Haunch
by Joe Ambrose
I was stranded in the bar of the Clarence Hotel in Dublin waiting for a friend who never showed up. I was there alone for an hour on the early evening of December 8th. The bar, usually serence and gently sociable, was occupied by an office Christmas party so I, having never worked for a day in my life, felt out of place.
I saw a very fat woman in a tight dress sitting on a stool in front of me and I noted the elastic on her nickers cutting into her ample flesh so I wrote down the following:
Her haunch,
Her nickers cutting into the fat.
If I was painter,
If I was Rembrandt,
I'd paint that!
Joe Ambrose wrote 14 books, including Chelsea Hotel Manhattan and The Fenian Reader. Joe sadly passed away in 2018. Visit Joe's website which was completed just before his passing, for more info: JoeAmbrose.co.uk.
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