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Two cigarette legs
And a glass of wine
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Fluorescent lights
Reflect off her chershire-toothed face
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Stems do a criss cross
Crissing into someone’s crotch
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Two dollars for a whisky
One for a smile
Three for a cab
Ten for a while
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Criss cross out
Picking her teeth
Headed back to the slick
Headed back to the reef
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Many fishies in the sea
Many fishies in the sea
No need to speak
Just criss cross
And flash those kitty cat teeth
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Too poor to borrow
Too pretty to beg
She makes her dime
With her criss cross legs.
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This is beautiful and sad at the same time. The way you whimsically painted her story through the words and the perfect criss-cross theme is just beautiful.
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You really painted a picture with your writing. A sad situation turned into poetry. Great one!
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Thanks Thomas!
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I love the realism in your poetry. Nice work!
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Thank you Miranda!
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"criss cross legs" fishnet stockings? love the image!
Thank you so much for the kind words David!