Lifetime with a Call Girl
Truly unruly was she, but he loved her.
Changing the mange of a call girl might burn Jude.
Barb accepted diamond bling-ring with a purr.
This bombshell morsel, would trick him - he’d be screwed,
As this fox sought payment to become his wife.
She’d even take double for days without strife.
Without thought, he’d give in to his blackmailer,
Like a siren calls to a cockcrow sailor.
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