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Don't really know what sparked this idea. Just got to thinking about the w****s that are working for something in the only way they can think of doing so. It's sad, really. Written: May 26, 2008.

I've travelled the world in
   this skirt
     this lipstick
       these black fishnet tights
          this bottle blonde hair
And I've seen more
                              sunsets
                                 sunrises
                                    backseats
  hotel rooms
                    than I can count on these
               fragrant
             tiny
           sexy
          fingers and toes.
I'll make this life count in
                                    dollar signs and carefully timed hours.
I swear I'll give her all I have.
I'm more than sex and fifties.
I'm more than this w***e.