Best Hooker Poems

It was in the mists of morning, beneath the rising morning sun,
We had come to conquer Ft. Langley, It was me and Al and John.
We had all teed off quite nicely, on number one I scored a seven,
But Al warned me that one was easy...

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For more, for less,
For much, much more.
A cook in the kitchen,
The bedroom a whore.
Smiles so varnished,
Completed and glossed.
Not tarnished, infected,
Nor forgotten or lost.
Eradicate all illusion,
I will prevail!
Let us become winners,
So they learn to fail.
Be Godly and wanted,
In knickers and  bra.
Not kept under covers,
Or pickled...

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In one of those nights
under a corner light
he picked her up for a ride
she smelled cheap cologne
he smelled acqua di gio
they stopped by the bridge
how much,he asked
two hundred she said
fine,
here is my credit card
that's all i got
what
are you kidding me you fat bastard
where is my...

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Destiny good Destiny bad
Destiny bring out the Best in Me 
Destiny know I ain't got a phone
She give me one & call me incessantly

I met a hooker named destiny 
she gave me a johns phone
You try to find your lost phone 
& it takes you...

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HOOKER
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Remain polite she's only a friend
Do not judge you do not know the end
Only come at her request, no surprises keep it best
Keep what you see deep inside
She does what she does only to survive
When she gives what she gives take it in stride
Little things...

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Tricolor yarn soft as a baby
Do I knit or do I crochet?
Slip stitch, one knit, one purl
Scarves, booties, and blanket
One stitch at a time
Soft and pretty
So much joy
Hooker
Fun...

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The craziest thing I have ever done
Is dress like a hooker in an off-the-shoulder sweater,
and the tightest, lightest baby blue hip hugger, bellbottoms,
in order to procure the lead to the senior play.
I had to sneak out of the house, dressed in red lipstick
and false eyelashes.

I...

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(Sonnet for Indian Lake)

I met a young girl on Saint Patrick’s Day. 
She was looking for something important
To fill in the void she was dealing with.
She was pleased when I offered my content.

I rented a house on a scenic lake,
And worked very hard to give...

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out on the street faces to meet
tricks for a screw a parting few
the mixmaster or the tumbleweed
a careless deed

heroin took my next of kin
let me be the first to begin again
She works on the dock past 8th Street and 12 North
snorts a line or two...

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mark the one willing to explore...
a hero within our mist,
complete me
compete thee
the hour divides
Calm down..calm down
the turning of the tide
Halen, Hendrix & Page
broken windows mark your age

visible
creative rage...
frozen Tundra
late night number...,
look deeper
crunch of the familiar
lonesome tiger,

heaven in side her
walk to the meeting
in seek of a...

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There she was
a dancer up on stage
swaying seductively to the crowd's rage
but in her mind and heart
she was really quite shy
and years passed further apart
then the suggestive men's eyes.

To the dance of body rhythms run
her childlike youth succumbed
to the lustful ardor void
and inner beauty ...

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What's the difference between a rooster and a hooker? 
A rooster says- "Cock-a-doodle-doooo" 
A hooker says- "Any-cock-will-doooo"...

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Boiling shells crack down hard upon raining rooftops
None doth any apparitional material cover upon her arrogant gift
She hast not laid down upon her last upstanding
Glass convails images of the inconceivable 
Throwing away the Sun in blackened sickness 
No guilt, no shame, 
Unfeeling the inevitable eternal...

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Lily is quite a looker
She dresses like a hooker
Dave made a mistake
Asking her for a date
Her husband is a bouncer named Butcher...

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