Streetwalker Poems - Poems about Streetwalker

...I’ve known the streets: Places where the night lingers and the echoes of passing cars feel distant. My feet have grown accustomed to the dim-lit alleys. I walked past shuttered windows when the......

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...I had a rival whose name was 'Susie' The streetwalker I'd nicknamed 'the floozie' Through the night she would strut Wiggling her pudgy butt If only I'd been holding an Uzi! One night Susie and......

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...A streetwalker just grabbed my hand And rubbed it against her damp gland What could I do But say, "P U! Your fish must have died on the sand!"......

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...An aging streetwalker, she A hell-and-damnation preacher, he Met at death's door, unexpectedly His life she saved, as hers expired Ministerial brimstone melted ~ by a harlot'......

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...Celia Ann Blaylock, one of Alice’s doves Plied her talents when the Wild West was A Hooker, a hussy, streetwalker, floozy a strumpet. Loose woman, whatever, a doozy and then she met Wyatt, a man ......

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...having morals streetwalker shares corner......

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...Defenceless am I In a world without pity Parading my shame As I walk through the city. An outcast am I In my chosen life So different from those Who are taken to wife. Too late to repent I m......

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...THIS IS A FICTIONAL WRITE THAT EXPLORES THE QUESTION OF WHAT LOVE IS. IT DOES SO IN A DRAMATIC WAY, AFTER ALL THAT IS MY DNA. IT ALSO TAKES A UNIQUE AND CONTROVERSIAL APPROACH TO THE TOPIC. IT IS ......

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...HOOKER floozy streetwalker ‘kerchief drops lake eyes open so deep a mot......

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...'Pinup Girls' A pinup girl is a kind of cartoon character With a disproportionate mind and figure. She has this facial expression, the same one constantly, As if to say wow, a birthday ......

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...The careless, chuckling cheetah With spittle on its mouth. The skinny faced cheetah, Emotionally frail, Dreadfully trained. The infant-minded cheetah Sprinting into the black lake’s tears For the ske......

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...She’d recite the fairest refrains As upon marble texture I languish Moxie was her focus to sway me I, never once yearning to retreat, Became enveloped by an aura of passion Spry was the breeze that d......

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...Flowing out breath be rushed floated lungs, unmasked and feted break and shaking these last nows, future endeavored crawls crevices, like a streetwalker flaunts Tempted dreams of cann......

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