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The Mother
The mother
Joins the trainee prostitutes
Winter wins round one...

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Categories: prostitutes, autumn, black love,
Form: Senryu



Premium Member Midnight In America
Enamored egos
political prostitutes
We the People, Naught!!
Democracy isn't Free
Ignorance is no excuse...

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Categories: prostitutes, america, angst, anxiety, independence day, people, political,
Form: Tanka
Senryu Explicit Iv: Prostitutes
Friendly neon lights. Friendlier lords of midnight. Unfriendly bed thrusts.
November 16, 2008...

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Categories: prostitutes, depression, emotions, people,
Form: Senryu
Don'T Tell Her Sons
Don't tell her sons
In her profession she must
Be seen and not heard
Life is ugly for girls who are
First class prostitutes...

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Categories: prostitutes, africa,
Form: Tanka
Sorry For Them
I really cry for them,
the  prostitutes in  the  world.
I  really  laugh at  them,
the  maids  in the  world.
They  have  some  thing  wrong....

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Categories: prostitutes, sorry,
Form: ABC



Premium Member Heaven's Justice
He stood so shocked at Heaven’s door
Not by its splendor nor its décor
But by those already in
Folks who had many a sin
Pick pockets, prostitutes, rogues and more...

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Categories: prostitutes, abuse, christian, confusion,
Form: Limerick
Boulevard, Usa
Fluorescent signs shout
     "Liquor" and "XXX,"
cardboard boxes
     hold the land hostage,
pushers and prostitutes
     pirouette
with survival
     their only choreographer....

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Categories: prostitutes, addiction, america, bangla, pollution, social, society,
Form: Free verse
Provision For Tunnel Vision
A Provision for Tunnel Vision

Pretty prostitutes were in tunnel vision;
What Trump did was make a decision;
A lot of static,
And problematic;
For such action added perfect provision.

Jim Horn

Have you ever outdone yourself before
writing poems? Think I just did....

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© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: prostitutes, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Dear Sirs
Bootlickers and bandits
Brutalising the poor
Impoverishing [poverty
Preachers and prostitutes
Partisan puppets
Promoting political promiscuity
impunity
Right brothers so tight with sorcery
Bribery and forgery their mockery, I dread
Robbers of my bread
In spring Isweat....

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Categories: prostitutes, depression, loss, sad,
Form: Blank verse
The Good Old Times
Not everyone enters the priesthood
To molest a child
Not everyone enters politics
To become corrupt
Not everyone becomes a prostitute
To earn money
Priests, politicians and prostitutes
May have nothing in common
But children, corruption and sex
Are no longer what they used to be...

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Categories: prostitutes, imagination,
Form: ABC
Premium Member Aileen Wuornos and Joel Rifkin
Aileen Wuornos was a prostitute who murdered her johns.
Joel Rifkin would murder prostitutes whom he came upon.
If Aileen Wuornos were propositioned by Joel Rifkin,
I wonder which one of those murderers would end up the victim,
but then again, maybe they would have killed each other in the end....

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Categories: prostitutes, murder,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Obedient Opportunists
These are prostitutes or obedient opportunists.
Half of the world’s so called ‘scientists,’
who work for the military, part-time at least,
and many more for profits within industries,
that pollute, poison, and destroy the environment irreversibly.
These are not scientists. 
These are prostitutes or obedient opportunists....

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Categories: prostitutes, science,
Form: Rhyme
Main
Straight path to the strip club, prostitutes showing me love, prostitutes granting me clingings, Man I must admit I Love this, their ****** husky, yet I treasure a girl, I order her bloated pearls, she's no papergirl, she urges sensuality every day of the week, Unconsidered if I'm weak, belated nights kissing and clinging this is what significant other's do.
- Loverboi...

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Categories: prostitutes, girlfriend,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Walt Whitman
You were considered prolific with poetic verse. The subjects you covered were quite diverse. Who else would write about prostitutes and nudity? With your quill pen over the years, you kept yourself busy. A favorite son you became in Camden, New Jersey. If I continued to write the way you did, what would happen to me? Perhaps in the future, they will name a bridge after me!
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Categories: prostitutes, poets, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
Pines
it’s a matter of
where your thumb was
when Thumbelina walked
into your toll-point

this voice
is as abrasive
as children in the park
where larks perch

in cold not sheltered
by old prostitutes
in gold with cats
and salad on mayonnaise

these winter suns
are prophylactic
‘Aurora’
on photographs
of my father and mother
long dead

like empty bottles
where cockroaches have tread...

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Categories: prostitutes, nature,
Form: Free verse
Greed
The Mother of Prostitutes,
How well she would dress,
Kept all her wealth, just to impress,
Others were starving, many in need,
That didn’t stop her from feeding her greed,
Now dressed in her new attire, 
she waits with no plea,
Only in the morning can she go out to sea,
Sail through Revelations, 
where her end seems to come,
All for her need for an instant lump sum.


By: Sabina Nicole...

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Categories: prostitutes, america, corruption, life, political, sad, war,
Form: Rhyme
Bantu Poem , Shahiri Mussabwa 18
You work well, 
Getting much money , 
You throw seventy percent,
-------------------------------------------------
Of your salary into the river
Wantonly while your kids 
And wife are suffering so much. 


June 15th 2023

When a Bantu man 
Valued alcohol 
And prostitutes 
more than his family. 

Other way , 
Using much 
Money on useless things
Than concentrating to
Prepare your future....

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Categories: prostitutes, africa, confusion, imagery,
Form: Other
Premium Member True Scientists
True scientists aren't motivated at all by money.
True scientists are motivated by discovery only,
and further motivated to share their discovery with everybody,
globally for the benefit of all humanity.

Scientists who work for the military,
are not true scientists at all by any degree.
They are prostitutes serving the true powers that be,
who perpetuate the conflict to ensure a booming war economy....

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Categories: prostitutes, military, science,
Form: Rhyme
Art Life
Never knew i was trouble
til the doctor was seeing spots
never knew i was clearly seeing
the truth when the plot thickened
and the abstract was a blessing wild card

what saint uses paints and poems
to inspire the lives of prostitutes
and the poor

who knew a simple 9 x 11 picture frame
could save a life
a picture worth a million words
depending on which slide
or chainletter you are playing along...

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Categories: prostitutes, confusion
Form: Free verse
Summer's In Trenton
Summer's In Trenton


Driving through Trenton,

kids laugh and giggle,

as they play in the fountain

of water shooting high

into the air from the

fire hydrant.



Prostitutes

smile and wave at

us as we do a drive-by

through their 

designated stations.



Dancer's perform

to the rapper's beat

as we drive by

the row houses.



It's all alive

in Trenton

this summer....

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Categories: prostitutes, places, seasons, urban
Form: Free verse
Serial Killer
1.He was a Scottish-Canadian medical doctor 
and serial killer who poisoned his victims.
2.He murdered up to ten people in three countries.
3.He is targeting mostly lower-class women,
prostitutes and pregnant women seeking abortions. 
4.He was convicted and sentenced to death,and was 
hanged on 15 November 1892.
Note.Prostitutes are also women and women are not
aliens,they are our mothers sisters and daughters....

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Categories: prostitutes, addiction, drink, drug, food, mental illness, psychological,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Greedy Opportunistic Prostitutes
They get a group of scientists and ask them to work on flying machines.
They give them flying machines and they use them to bomb cities,
so how can scientists be scientific if they have allegiance to their country,
instead of pledging allegiance to the earth managing resources intelligently.
This would be true scientists to me.
Scientists in the military are not true scientists.
They are prostitutes or greedy opportunists....

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Categories: prostitutes, military, science,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Introductions
Let me introduce
David Dennison - wealthy,
dirty-minded man.

Credit card in hand
and his pornographic plans,
for sex on demand.

Little girls attract
him - his daughter's body
teases and distracts him.

Of course Jeff Epstein 
knew the way of it - the pay
& get away with it.

David’s lawyers
smoothed the way - and he’s the
President today.

*David Dennison is Donald Trump's alias in non-disclosure agreements with prostitutes*...

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Categories: prostitutes, 11th grade, celebrity, corruption, daughter, dog, political,
Form: Senryu
Premium Member Alone In Darkness
I sit alone in darkness
Dripping blood
Like midnight rain
So dark I think 
This can’t be real
The prostitutes are shivering
Leaning on the bar
They look and turn away
I call their names out softly
But soon they turn to clay
My mind upon the bible
As my dreams begin to decay
In midnight dreams I am trapped
And you’re so far away
I grasp the cross upon my chest
And put it to my lips
A final kiss before I go
A wish upon your soul
Save me now
And I’ll be true
Please don’t damn my soul...

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Categories: prostitutes, death, suicide,
Form: Free verse
Broken Down
A lifeless body laid face down
on the back alley wet sidewalk.
This time of night no ones around
especially now at three o’clock.
I’m here because my carbroke down
Otherwise I wouldn’t be found dead
in this place. I hail from uptown.
Here, downtown, murder is widespread
Someone is always getting killed:
Prostitutes, druggies and the like
Thinking about it gives me chills.
Man! I wish I had my road bike
I’d flee this jungle battlefield.
For now, better keep my eyes peeled....

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Categories: prostitutes, natural disasters
Form: Personification

Book: Shattered Sighs