Apologies to Mahler.

das Lied von der Hure (the Whore's Song)


i am a fucking whore
and that's not a metaphor
it's the total fucking truth
i'm a prostitute forsooth
it's what i do for work
i'll fuck or suck or jerk
off any man or beast
i don't care in the least
young boys old men fat freaks
i get them all most weeks
i'll have any kind of sex
cash only and no cheques

i suppose you think it's funny
to fuck fat men for money
to have countless alien cocks
often stinking like old socks
shoved up my pretty pussy
kept artificially juicy
to make the fools imagine
i'm oozing jissom for them
it's not the best of jobs
sucking total strangers' knobs
pretending to like vile men
when if i could i'd flay them

i rarely fuck for pleasure
i no longer have the measure
of love and tender feeling
of kisses phlegm congealing
my private sexlife's twisted
i love being thrashed and fisted
i crave darkest degradation
masochistic masturbation
so if you think it's funny
screwing men for money
let me be quite blunt
if you think so you're a cunt

Poetry by Edna Sweetlove
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Written on 2006-09-17 at 18:48

Tags Humour  Erotica  Adult 

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English War Veteran aged 98
Buy a book on punctuation!

An autobiographical piece I see from the picture.

people overlook the nature of this poem due to vulgar words, but if you're open-minded, you'll see this is wel put, a sad introspective of a sociopathic prostitue.