August 24, 2016
My poem about sex working
The Working Girls Tale
Down dark alleys
On dark floors
Or smelly doors
In cars or behind bushes
Somewhere with your knickers down
And a mouth full of it.
Old, young
Fat or slim,
Big, small
I’ve seen it all.
Good girls, Bad girls,
We all have a story to tell.
We all have been through hell.
It’s the working Girl’s tale.
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