Midnight Prostitute Poem by Sylvia Chidi
Midnight Prostitute
There she goes again
Flagging me down in the rain
Yes, she is cute
Midnight prostitute
Roaming the red light district
With conventions of her own so strict
A tenner for an ice cream
Fifty for a lay
A hundred for the day
She is a woman of the streets
A working class brain
In the sunlight she cleanses her stains
I beg of you no condemnation
I beg of you no disrespect
You and I are not even near perfect
There she goes again
Midnight Prostitute
A tenner for an ice cream
Fifty for a lay
A hundred for the day
Marriage for the year
I fear!
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
dear sylvia i like these lines; A tenner for an ice cream Fifty for a lay A hundred for the d
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4/19/2024 12:49:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
She is a woman of the streets Working class brain In the sunlight cleanses her stains. We all do so dear poet..No exception.A strong inner voice in the poem.Nicely crafted.Thanks for sharong.