Recommended reading Part One first... <br /> <br />She got out of the car <br />And straightened her skirt <br />She dropped the smile <br />And dropped the flirt <br /> <br />She hated this woman <br />That she had become <br />Servicing me <br />For a paltry sum <br /> <br />Her mom was a teacher <br />Her dad, a cop <br />If they were alive <br />They would ask her to stop <br /> <br />It wasn't through choice <br />She got into this game <br />But being an orphan <br />She'd endured lot's of pain <br /> <br />She looked up and saw him <br />Walking her way <br />If he asked, was she working <br />What would she say? <br /> <br />She looked him once over <br />For flaws, she found none <br />Strong build, dark hair, blue eyes <br />Oh yes, and that gun! <br /> <br />'Hello officer... <br />Care for some fun? ' <br />'I'll be back later <br />I'm off work at one' <br /> <br />She fretted, she worried <br />What could she do? <br />'Doing' a cop, <br />Was a concept quite new... <br /> <br />To be continued... <br /> <br />Written by Dee Daffodil (H.W)<br /><br />Dee Daffodil<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-streetwalker-named-desire-part-2/
