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not song nor sonnet
Whores chaste waste in lace
Slay the day at night they play
Say Good-day or just say Hey
It’s way okay it’s nay to pay
They sway away among the prey
They’re fleet of foot and not of clay
In hay they roll for pay they lay
In haste they’re chased in waste they taste
They pace to face their chase in case
The laws ensures the cause to pause
And floors the chores in open doors
Deplores the whores and also bores
To prey the fray by say not pay
Feareth not, another day
Fool be he who comes to play
If whores ignores their flaws because
Her drawers implores eyesores not roars
The painted paws restores the cause
In chores the whores adores applause
Abhors all-fours but loves encores
Yet morning cause the gnaws and sores
It floors the whores this men-o-pause
But darkness shores the whores who scores
Shirley Manson pretty much rocks — in more ways than one ! Especially in this clip !
Read the Dr. Shakira piece: True Crime: Sexual Sadists about the chilling “Toybox Killer” who preyed on women, particularly prostitutes.
