Slumming With The Best

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


What some seem to want! Please note: sarcasm is the name of the game.

Submitted: November 19, 2017

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Submitted: November 19, 2017

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Slumming With The Best

 

I’m gonna dress down and I’m gonna dress good,

Get myself kitted up like no good girl should.

Pull on these stockings, kick on these heels,

find just how being tall really feels.

This skirt, it is tight, a job to put on,

but finally up – where’s the length gone?

If it was longer I might struggle to walk,

but as it is – I imagine the talk.

The top is a challenge, must be revealing

but still do it’s job of partial concealing.

I’ll toss back my hair in a wild wavy mane;

the make-up I’m wearing, so far from plain.

Lips are so red you’ll never resist,

eyes kind of heavy, as though sleep persists.

You’re there in my sights now, on I will strut,

I was too nice and you wanted a slut.

I move in real close and shuffle so near

and in a loud whisper, I say really clear

I’m your Barbie girl, in your Barbie world,

You know it will be fantastic to tangle with some plastic.”

I’ve laid down the gauntlet, your attraction is clear,

but you are ashamed now it’s me that you’re near.

But you better believe, I can slum it real good,

don’t give me reason, or maybe I would.


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