She is a commodity
Without fidelity
And morality
In this carnal society
She works without sanity
To earn few pennies
Oh,wretched wench
Lost her virginity....
By fallacy and levity
Of her age,
Could not tame
Her stupidity
But proceeded
To appease the lechery
And cupidity of men
In the world of vapidity
My eyes met her
Body of willowy on
A street of the city.....
Which shattered my celibacy
But,aroused the gravity....
Twenty minutes passed
With extreme fantasy
At last slaked my lunacy
Stood up and left her
With a memory....
Huh,it was the power of
my lubricity
Walked back to my dwelling
And saw my lovely family,
Realm of my tranquillity
Then lay on the settee
And began to think of her
Tragedy............
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