Hooker

He mistook her for a hooker And you bet, she’ll not forget Thought she’s painted, she ain’t tainted And for sure now, she is sore As to whether wearing feather On your thong is simply wrong Or if lace around one’s face At the heart makes one a tart There are many for a penny Who deflower by the hour And they’re mainly dressed plain-janely Better wake up, it’s a shake up! Check your mirror, see it clearer It’s your mind, that’s what you’ll find Stop expecting, start correcting Though she’s scented, she ain’t rented

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Panagiota Romios

Date: 7/28/2024 2:33:00 PM

Hi Mike~ i found nothing raunchy in your write. Probably nobody ever met a hooker or talk to one or find out what goes on with them. it’s easier to sit in your car and judge and being nasty and superior. Cheating on spouses or lovers is common. And since Covid …now it’s idone online.. Human beings, are judging other people, better judge themselves. I love your sense of humor and reality. Great, Mike, just great,Pangie xxxxx

Mike Gentile
Date: 7/30/2024 9:12:00 AM

Thank you so much Pangie for your kind words xxoo

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 7/20/2024 11:06:00 AM

They come across as cheap and saucy, but really not raunchy 'Though she's scented, she ain't rented'. Well penned Mike, such a clever write. Hugs and blessings. Jennifer.

Mike Gentile
Date: 7/22/2024 4:51:00 PM

Jennifer, thank you so much!