Treasure Island

Steven Harris


Kent Street


The dirty girls in mini skirts
old men in buttoned up shirts
orange lights light up the street
all the perverts roam the beat
all hid away under the bridge on kent street.

The girls start to walk
the men start to stalk
leather boats and low cut tops
smoke in the left hand
waiting for the cars to stop
dark hair falls over their face
and brown fish net lace
all under the bridge on kent street.

Graffiti spreads across it's wall
girls stand their boots and all
wating for the next car to pull up
dirty old men all fucked up
all under a bridge on kent street.

Men make their stop
and the girls make their price
showing off their low cut top
all shown off under the orange light
all hid away under the bridge on kent street.

Once the dark sky comes out
under the bridge on kent street
where the ladies hide away
and the perverts come out and play
surrounded by the light of the lamp
and cool breeze and the trees
all under a bridge on kent street.

Submitted: Sunday, April 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, September 23, 2013
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