If I Were A Prostitute Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

If I Were A Prostitute



even though i am alone
the bench,
in front of where i live,
waits empty and cool.

Lonely am i, as you and
you know where i live by
now if you,
haven't got a feel of me,
by now your worse off than
i thought you could be,
just like me now.


It is OK...if you are not bipolar..
i am still willing,
to give you a try,
so call me, no stuck up and or
conceited,
need to please here apply.

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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