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Lady of the night!

Your body men desire It fills them full of fire They want so much To feel the touch The gifts you have for hire. You walk the streets so dark Your future bleak and stark You work for bugs To buy the drugs That really hit the mark. Your pimp is a drug dealer A professional money stealer You feel the pain Hooked on cocaine He is your true fate-sealer. You passing nobody to mourn Thirty years since you were born You only know your punter Who really was your hunter But it’s you the people scorn!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 9/11/2016 1:01:00 AM
Dragging some reality into daylight! I really enjoyed that!
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Date: 9/10/2016 10:42:00 PM
The vicious circle...i wonder where the society is heading, when we eradicate a problem we keep the root to give it a new name and find it a problem again...it reminds me of my poem denouement. Well done. Sunita :)
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Date: 9/8/2016 7:59:00 AM
I can relate with your verse... Congrats Roger, for having your poem featured in the Poetry Soup homepage!!! ;-)
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Date: 9/4/2016 10:02:00 PM
Sad, but (in most cases) true. A relevant and well-written poem....
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Date: 2/21/2016 8:34:00 AM
Wow! that speaks volumns, very good poem.
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Date: 2/3/2016 4:12:00 AM
I like this Roger, I bet you are good when writing romantic poems for women. ;) This is deep and has a cool twist...... LOVE SKAT
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Date: 7/3/2010 10:07:00 PM
very deep topic, well put, interesting use of limerick style, I enjoyed it
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Date: 6/18/2010 2:34:00 PM
Well u covered all the bases of that kind of life Roger.. enjoyable read in the Limerick form.. and yur rhyme is super..Souper.. with luv from the "Sweetheart"
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Date: 6/14/2010 2:36:00 PM
it shows the desperation of these women, who feel there's no out, at least not easily.
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Date: 6/13/2010 10:25:00 PM
Very dark and sinister, your poem is for The Lady of The Night.
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Date: 6/10/2010 2:35:00 PM
So many young women take to the streets and face the trials you describe so well in your rhyme, Roger. But shouldn't those who "hire" these women accept an equal amount of scorn? They say prostitution is the world's oldest profession, but it is also one of the saddest. Excellent poem! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 6/9/2010 11:59:00 AM
such a sad reality in this difficult world. Well written.
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Date: 6/5/2010 10:24:00 PM
nice. very clearly worded. keep the creativity flowing through.
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Date: 6/5/2010 10:13:00 AM
I could feel the pain in your poetic lines, regards suresh
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Date: 6/5/2010 4:46:00 AM
Kool quad Limerick Roger, a so out there situation in our society. It's the oldest profession in the world. Have a great weekend >> James
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Date: 6/5/2010 4:21:00 AM
Hmmm there is a sad satire to this one but I like it ... nice work Roger ... thanks for the comments on my poem its appreciated love Jayne
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Date: 6/5/2010 3:29:00 AM
A nice character drawn with fine expressions
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Date: 6/5/2010 2:20:00 AM
Oh loving your work full of inspiration love it love sarah x keep writing these love it...
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