She's a Whore and A Mother

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As the cold wind blows at dawn
She’s at the pavement all alone
Wearing her darkest red lipstick
That classic shade only the brave would pick

She’s waiting for some guy to pass
Who’ll notice that body like an hourglass
Who’ll ask her out for a cup tea
And what happens next is up to thee

In exchange for fortune, she’ll sell her soul
To a total stranger across hall
Who knows what else might be at stake
Vending her flesh like a piece of cake

For thee she’s a whore, a bitch and a villain
But she’s just a mother to her children
A superhero in her offspring’s eyes
Who raised them well until she dies

For all self-righteous men on earth
Who cursed and insulted her for what it’s worth
Take a closer look at yourselves
And see the hidden skeleton on your shelves

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