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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Women's · #2199757
A tale of justifiable retribution
Her father hit her,
And her neighbors bit her,
With words that sank to the bone.
She played it off,
At their words she would scoff,
And she spent too much time alone.
She ran with boys who were wild,
And Mr. Lampkin got riled,
He called her a dirty little whore.
Then he spit on the ground and swore,
At this "walking piece of trash",
Who "could be had for a little cash",
And said she needed a man,
Who was the real thing.
He'd been vicious in the war,
To a street walking whore,
And he swore he'd do the same to her.
He caught her one night,
She was drunk, and ready to fight,
And Mr. Lampkin got more,
Than he bargained for,
From this impudent little whore.
Lampkin was covered with gore,
As they carried him out the door
And as they took him away
In his belly was a knife,
Because of her,
He nearly lost his life,
And he never again swore,
At this impudent little whore.
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