Up After Down
She was upended By her Bi sugar-mommy
Who'd spend big and Buy whatever the money
But it ended she said Bye-Bye my sweet little honey.
When the second hand stopped on her second hand watch
Was when a policeman copped lets be having you to mis-behaving youths
A priest Cited their Rites
Police Rights were Recited
They couldn't Sight words let alone Write
Not a good excuse to use stoneWrights on burial Sites.
She Saw it all and felt quite Sore
Just might help to new heights Soar
She found pilot school after seeing loads of fliers
It sounds quite cool after being so low in the mire
For an hour the Hire, Her Spirits now Higher.
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