Sex and the City
the girls who stand streetwise in tights,
beneath the sparkling city lights
displaying wares on summer nights
attempt to sell their own delights
young men and old they will entreat
and turn down none in all they meet
they pinky vow to be discreet
each conquest just a business feat
next morn when he begins to sweat
from one who should be virgin yet
for weeks or more now he will fret
on what he hopes he will not get
he goes to work each day and then
while coming home to his chagrin
the feelings stirring deep within
soon need attention once again
while on their corners much the same
stay girls who hawk their claim to fame
they wave and call him by his name
he stops and simply says, “got game"?
© Feb 11 2012 Charles Henderson
Copyright © Charles Henderson | Year Posted 2012
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