Poetic Verses
The Classy Lady
There she was a picture of exquisite and striking beauty
A woman who could hold the attention of a full room indefinitely
She has a figure so well defined, curves such elegance, what a delight
Who could ever tell that she was a lady of the night.
Sitting there watching her, gave me some form of inspiration
Pursuing her perfession, with that purpose and such a determination
Not afraid to use all the assets, though many, at her disposal
So in all my time of observation, she was very successful.
This was reflected in her regular patronization by the clients
Taking them back to one of her many conveniently located apartments.
After, she was careful to reappear, in another captivating garment
It was quite apparent that she was working by a form of appointment.
Quite obviously, she took very care of herself, by her curvaceous form
Always working out very vigorly in self defence, in the early morn
No one could discount, that in her profession she had to be ready in all areas
So there was nothing to discount the fact, that she had to maintain her stamina.
My being a person, who had a very inquisitive nature
I could not contain myself, had to find out why she chose work of such a nature
So if I had to somehow be on her long client's list
This sort of information, by an interview I could not miss.
As luck will have it, I was able to get that opportunity
But to resist her charms, tooK almost all the mental strength in me
Even though tempted, that was not what was on my mind
But I will pay you very handsomely, for your time.
So I said," Why would a lady with such striking body beauty
Would want to use such talents in this manner in so professionally?
You would be the one who could as a model be the show stopper
Your figure would be such, that it could display, the masterpiece of the designer."
She sobbed and succombed to a form of mental submission
"At home, I refused to listen and was always in a state of rebellion
So I left home with my boyfriend, who was no more than a traitor
With my looks, he was only preparing me for this life of horror.
Living like this, I trust no one, and do not have any friends
Yes I got rich, but still there is nobody to talk to when my day ends
I have assets, stocks, shares, but i will give them all up quite easily
If I could once again have those loving and happy moments with my family.
A woman who could hold the attention of a full room indefinitely
She has a figure so well defined, curves such elegance, what a delight
Who could ever tell that she was a lady of the night.
Sitting there watching her, gave me some form of inspiration
Pursuing her perfession, with that purpose and such a determination
Not afraid to use all the assets, though many, at her disposal
So in all my time of observation, she was very successful.
This was reflected in her regular patronization by the clients
Taking them back to one of her many conveniently located apartments.
After, she was careful to reappear, in another captivating garment
It was quite apparent that she was working by a form of appointment.
Quite obviously, she took very care of herself, by her curvaceous form
Always working out very vigorly in self defence, in the early morn
No one could discount, that in her profession she had to be ready in all areas
So there was nothing to discount the fact, that she had to maintain her stamina.
My being a person, who had a very inquisitive nature
I could not contain myself, had to find out why she chose work of such a nature
So if I had to somehow be on her long client's list
This sort of information, by an interview I could not miss.
As luck will have it, I was able to get that opportunity
But to resist her charms, tooK almost all the mental strength in me
Even though tempted, that was not what was on my mind
But I will pay you very handsomely, for your time.
So I said," Why would a lady with such striking body beauty
Would want to use such talents in this manner in so professionally?
You would be the one who could as a model be the show stopper
Your figure would be such, that it could display, the masterpiece of the designer."
She sobbed and succombed to a form of mental submission
"At home, I refused to listen and was always in a state of rebellion
So I left home with my boyfriend, who was no more than a traitor
With my looks, he was only preparing me for this life of horror.
Living like this, I trust no one, and do not have any friends
Yes I got rich, but still there is nobody to talk to when my day ends
I have assets, stocks, shares, but i will give them all up quite easily
If I could once again have those loving and happy moments with my family.