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Lady of the Night
Dressed in lacy stockings
Six inch heels, fancy black dress
Hair in twisted bun with strands
Gently left on purpose, pearl earrings
Pearl necklace on her thin long neck
Her tanned skin made pearls shine
Her red lipstick, inviting to the gents
Only the best for this escort, not cheap
She had paid her dues, now she collected
She vowed every man she pleased
Would pay her a precious premium
Gossip fills the air everywhere she goes
She ignores it, proudly she carries herself
Let them gossip, speak evil of me she said
Smiles at the ladies, she just had their men
Made an escort out of necessity to live
Stayed an escort because of judging tongues
Harsh words cause hate and a sense of shame
She knew even if she quit they wouldn’t forget
So why bother, this way she lived just fine
No one telling her how to live, no one
Free to spend the money for the judges
Free to dress finer than those who judge.
Lady of the night, lady of strife, mistress
CDK
5-15-2026
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Lady of the Night
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