Fifty-two, A ripe old age, Dancin’ nude On a stage. Short of help, The owner claimed, He hired her Employed became. She grabbed a pole And shook her thing, Another girl Would feel the sting. Feeling that Her tips declined, The other girl The girl confined. Beat her with Stiletto heel, Wielded With stripper’s zeal. Pummeled she ‘Til she felt, No longer looked As good unclad. More fury than A woman scorned, A gal without Her clothes adorned.