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Bottles in her locker
Family on Government Handouts
She works all week to support her weed
On the weekend she’s a night banger
The riverside comes to life
A natural wonder – brothel

She’s a moody cussing evil witch
Governed by the government
She’s a rich whore from the first
A deadly beggar by the twenty fifth
She’s a mangy old mutt
A renaissance woman looking good
A face lift with her face down
Face it a real loser
Lost all she had to give
She’s the epitome of progress
An environmental behavioral disaster

Gotta love her
There’s no place else

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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Wow what power within this amongst sadness of seeing someone live in this way. You have stunned me my friend. This is truly wonderful your first stanza by it's self is a song. The ending is the pow for me after the amazing imagery and yes we got to love her.

Title, it's a bit long how about something like
Gotta love her?
Or begging for change?
Those are ideas my dear Mark. You inspire me with this. You should do it more. X0X

Thank you...Teddy

Thank you Teddy..
You did give me an idea on that title.

Please comment anywhere anytime.

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Very cool.

Thank you...Teddy

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