Kevin Reid




Madam Oil



Burlesque made a mock of you

so you stepped down onto the street

an expanding service

with a rising price tag

and a bottom value that would win a banker


what was an innocent itch

is now a nurtured need

a swelling stench

that lures the tumid tycoon

with his protracting package


your provocative pride

your shameless dress

with its slick removal you hide its filth








Kevin Reid © 2009