Says the slogan.
Come and meet us in Thaime.
Provide the comfort of home
you solicit nowhere else.
Pluck them ourselves.
100% warrantee.
90% defleaed.
Little. Yellow. Different.
Says the brochure.
Guaranteed to satisfy.
Protection provided.
Lowest prices in district.
Lowest restrictions
for your afflictions.
In kind.
Little. Yellow. Different.
Says the letterhead.
Trip to Thai for gold.
Trip to Thai like Heaven.
Trip to Thai we’re told.
Our girls come eleven.
Special. Time. Offer.
Little. Yellow. Different.
Says my boss’s mail.
Come for a weekend--
stay until the sleep of time.
She's nervous
about flying again.
Asks me if I’m snooping--
if I've ordered her ticket yet.
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