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Read Poems by tod gaines

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She's a little cute,hot,rich white girl,
parties all over the world.
Turned hell into a Disco.
Taught others how to go.
Paris flair though every known
hot spot.
OOPS! got caught.
But it sure seems strange.
Not by the cops
by the Man up top,
wanted her to stop.
Spanked her little behind.
Sent her to a place of crime,
where people don't even have a dime,
Cleared her mind.
But it sure seems strange.
Little rich ,cute white girl, received
a lesson from the Spiritual World.
Learned to read the writting on the wall.
Her cries for help went though the halls,
landed on ears of beaten woman, addicted,
evicted families,unemployed with children
with no clothes or toys.
Sick, poor mother's who lost their men and
I luv her, because she did'nt eat! food is a treat,
the Spritual World is no retreat.
She stayed sweet.
What's in a name?
Ritz, Taj Mahal, Hilton.
The lesson is what's important.
She now sees how her cry for help was not
her own.
She will never be the same, strenght and
insight is what she gained.
But, it sure seems strange?
Paris Hilton is this cute thangs name.
The lesson of four walls is no game.
In time we will see,
what Ms Hilton will do,
for you.
But, it sure seems strange, little cute
Paris Hilton received a lesson from the
Spirtual World.
Strange, really strange?
But, it's because she's loved.

Copyright © tod gaines | Year Posted 2007


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  1. Date: 6/21/2016 12:40:00 AM

    tod g, this is an awesome poem. skat