First Whore

She was a whore 
Fat and polite 
 Had a man at home 
He used to be well off 
But now he sits at her feet 
She gives him 
Little love and a piece of ass 
When she pleases. 
Her first husband was an old dirty man 
He led her into this field 
Now she is well versed 
Experienced 
Ready to take on any man. 
With these stories 
I entered into the kingdom 
Of sex 
And became a man 
Or maybe an animal. 
Now my thirst never quenches 
And my desire never fades 
I have developed 
Special affection for prostitutes 
And their stories.

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