Sunday, November 13, 2022

A New Orleans Girl


A New Orleans Girl
by R.e. Taylor

She was born in New Orleans
In a brothel on Bourbon Street
Raised to serve every man
Each one paying for all she was
But all in all she survived
She thrived and became better
No longer used by the male species
She now uses them for her pleasure
Just as she should

© Poem – XI/XIII/MMXXII
LRET


 

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