Shaking her ***
Like a baby trapped
In an electric bath
Logic was dispatched
At the door
The tragic path
Explored
Mapped
And gorged
Down the throat
Of a *****
Wholeheartedly
Handy with a knife
Carving lives
With her slice
Starving hearts
With flight
And jamming johns
With a fight
After taking their dice
All night
But
Its alright
They all come back to a him
Giving him money
And treats
And the occasional disease
The pimps at ease
In seasonal work
But when he pees it hurts
As well as the blisters
When he smirks
More than happy to lurk
In the murk of depravity