Sweet lovely Debbie
Had no such bevy
As friends and family to call on.
So when things got to rough
She stripped to the buff
And donned petties and stockings and all on.
Then she'd look in the mirror
At her plump reflection
And she'd smile and make faces till she
Found one that she liked
And would put on that night,
Then she practiced her laugh to sound glee.
And she'd powder her nose and paint red her lips
Then slip on her dress and her heels too,
And when she felt ready
(Three drinks made her steady)
Then down the sidewalk flighted she flew.
Till she came to a corner,
Her own special corner
Where all of her dear johns would wait
To purchase her favours,
And employ her labours,
And she smile and laugh loudly but think:
O God, how this life I hate.
Dani LaReaux copyright 1996

Thats Poetic.......

That's one way to release your inner ho!