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Street Walker
She was only a whore they said Just a druggie on the game Most of the papers couldn’t be Bothered to correctly spell her name. Just an illegal immigrant tart, Part of one of those foreign mobs Over here to claim our benefits Ot take over all of our jobs. Not one of your high class call girls Who service the Commons and Lords Free of the general approbation Such elevated status affords. Not your enthusiastic amateur Who put it about for free Or one of those who’ve made it By appearing on reality TV. Not your free loving aristocrat Hopping gaily from bed to bed No, just a common street walker Who unfortunately ended up dead. Having so dehumanised her as Just another lump of dead meat Who earned herself a living by Selling cheap sex on the street This allegedly Christian nation Doesn’t really bother anymore, Just turns to the sports page For the latest footie score, Or, the very wealthy With no real material cares, To financial pages to check Returns on stocks and shares. Some mother, father or child Who won’t see her anymore Are suffused with pain and grief Even though she was only a whore.
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