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Saida.M
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Posted: Thursday January 22nd, 2004 00:43 |
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He pulled up alongside me in his businessman car,
said he liked the look of me, how much do I charge?
I said what is it you require, something for my hands to play with?
He said no, something more sick.
I said that is not my forte
But occasionally I do it for more pay
There is someone I know who is keener than me
Do it next to nothing, sometimes for free.
He said show me this person then,-
who is this person a lover or friend?
Just someone I know, I replied
And off I went, for the person I must find.
I came back with the person and he had his delight
Left the person looking a funny shade of white
This is all about money and I steeled myself
For the pimp told me I had better behave or else.
He is watching by the side of the road
Watching me, watching them, in his usual pose
Have to be seen working, got to do it right,
God forbids that he gets uptight.
One beating too many that was all it took
Now I am his favourite little hook'
Supply him; supply me, to keep us satisfied
Do whatever it takes, time must bide.
You may be wondering of the person who had the sick fantasy
What you want to know is what it could be
In time, I will tell you what you want to know...
But for now I must get on with the show.
How I got into this, I am still not sure
He told me he loved me, mine forever more
He said just do it, just do it for me
And we'll live on the street of ease.
Too much crack, smack, dope later
Turned me into an expert faker,
A human being, I feel nothing of the kind,
Right now, its his pockets I must line.
Cut off its arms and then its legs
Let it writhe around with societies dregs
Bit for a tongue to make it weaker
Who cares, it was just an asylum seeker.
Triple money that is what the sick people would pay
Just so they can have their way
Nothing is too much trouble, anything you like
Pimps would give it to you for the latest Nike.
I am bound myself; I must not talk
For I have seen too many outlines of chalk
For now, I have to play the old fashion game
And pray to God in his name.
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"One of the heads of the beast seemed to have been fatally wounded, but the wound had healed. The whole earth was amazed and followed the beast".
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Posted: Sunday January 25th, 2004 00:28 |
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This is a nice poem that reflects the
reality of life. Keep up the work!
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Posted: Monday January 26th, 2004 04:02 |
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I don't know if it is reality. I hope not. I like the nefarious; the deprivation senses of the poem.
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Posted: Thursday September 23rd, 2004 02:28 |
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Athaba:
Sharp beginning.
I don't get the IT bits.
They are a poem in themselves but they are dropped in near the end, why??
Otherwise, thanks for the your thoughts.
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Posted: Thursday September 23rd, 2004 15:21 |
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| I like it! It has a very old school feel to it.
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Posted: Thursday October 5th, 2006 00:10 |
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Slowburn wrote: Athaba:
Sharp beginning.
I don't get the IT bits.
They are a poem in themselves but they are dropped in near the end, why??
Otherwise, thanks for the your thoughts.
'It' denotes how low the person is to the punters.
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People readily believe lies before they believe the truth
"One of the heads of the beast seemed to have been fatally wounded, but the wound had healed. The whole earth was amazed and followed the beast".
Good News Bible. Rev. Ch.13 V.3
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