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'Hooker' or 'Dyke'
what type ...
are you?
Don't mean the kind
opening up
to be sealed shut
'Hooker or 'Dyke'
what type ...
are you?
Solid sh_t not to fit
put down
'a pain in the butt'
'Hooker or Dyke'
what type ...
are you?
sexy shorn Woman
more balls
than sex shared
'Hooker or Dyke"
what type ...
are you?
Pimps beat up honey
take 'r money
John's - aint' funny
'Hooker or Dyke'
what type...
are you?
Gay men love her
Big Dick
Lesbo's eat it up
'Hooker or Dyke'
what type ..
are you?
Talk of the street
big treat
ever 'the hot seat'
'Hooker or Dyke'
what type ..
are you?
Real meat of life
forever
nobody's witch wife
'Hooker or Dyke'
what type ...
are you?
Woman of Today
relevance
to share and say!!!!
Katherine Marion
www.SupernaturalWoman.com
p.s.
Inspired by going to look at a
garden suite rental in the Cedar
Cottage area of Vancouver, off of
Kingsway and Knight Street; replete with
babies in strollers, old ladies in rollers.
I was mortally mortified to find out
that "hookers hooked on heroine"
casually stroll this friendly family
neighbourhood. "How could they?"
I am sure that a 'John' or twenty ...
are sure to fuel plenty of controversy.
But, please Goddess, don't put me
near her pimp or Godless, i will stop
his stench .. at a bus stop .. with
more than a rabid riding crop.
Auntie Annabelle told me a long
time ago, " No, you are not living
downtown. You'll have your throat
slit." She meant by pimps. I was 22.
Fresh from the Fraser Valley. How
would a pre-digested rape-victim
know what to do? Even if he only
raped me - not once, but two?
That's when 'the girls' walked freely
and a unwholesome lot more safely.
When Herb Capone's Penthouse
was' hot to trot.' And, so were the
girls on his well-lit stage. For my
Aunt had 'rolled a few' herself. Took
me years to unroll that .. from my
mammary banks. For eon's.. drew
blanks. Paid for high pay- party
pranks. Sexily, I became ever 'more
frank.' Which happens to be my
'dearly departed dad's name. My
only brother, too. Insane. Almost,
might this ultimate roaster and far from
jaded jokester, bravely boast.
Auntie told the dirtiest jokes on the
planet. Why? Cause she'd been
'on it' and off of it - and him. Later
her own youngest son, called her a
"slut." What! For 'opening up.?'
No wonder a sinner such as Jehova
can afford to project: " Told ya!"
Watch out when someone 'finds God'
Rather trust a stripper or a well
paid street walker, turning tricks
and blowing whistles on married
dicks.
I've learned that hypocracy has nil
to do with democracy. For when
pussy comes to shove .. man not to
kind, is 'tried and true - always
gonna love the one who loves to be
licked.
Take that Dick!
Have your insane old same .. 'trick'
Jane.
'Oldest game' played by different
players .. almost always 'Doomsayer's'
Shamer's and Blamer's.. dishing it out..
traded for flailing about ..
money i mean - for the proverbial dream
of fresh 'cream'
Yes, wounded world at large .. on the
well pounded .. pavement of the wee
pudster's - plenty of impostors.
So, for now, this Hetro PH- balanced puss;
she'll stick with stick'n up for her sister's and
maybe one night, moon a mellow man
who makes great love. By the seat of his
tight pants, they shall live a life of endless
romance. She'll create such a fuss over him
.... into her wondrous waters his handsome
head shall forever duck ..
Why the fabulous fiendishly foul-mouthed
Fuc_- not!!!
Good thing i never did tie that .. knot!
For ' love cannot be bought' and greater
bitches .. need never be fought. For if males
did as taught - 'good girls' could and should
have just as much silly fun as the proverbial
naughty one ...
Well, I'm not one of those nasty dykes afraid
of spikes; donning short hair and
hiding in Vancouver's gay end .. with 'just any'
young virgin bitch.
So what if she's got a lot more fur than me.
Can't you just leave the growing and glowing
to soon to grow .. tresses, again - this time -
for ME?
Special K - everyday - cause someone has to play
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