And if the writer doesn't want it up I'll take it down....
But this is the best poem I've read in a while so I'm posting it up....
From Russia with Love – Original Poem
ojfeatherstoneOctober 19, 2018poetry Post navigation
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Opposite the corner store
Stood several Russian whores
Some very chic, some ragged
Few were young, mostly hagged
And Lenka said to Anya
Sneering through her cancer
Lifting her cigarette to Anya’s head
“I’ve never seen such an unnatural shade of red.
Anya you’re not the fire you think you are.”
Young Anya stood profusely
And pulled out a large cigar
Smiling upon Lenka’s frown
Whilst the others watched in silence and dread
Anya said “Bitter Lenka, you’ll soon be dead
I honestly can’t wait for your aids to spread
As quickly as your legs do every night
For every poor man who does you right
Your harsh words will be the death of you
You’re nothing but ghastly through and through
Yes, once you were tighter, you’re older and weak now
Let the young calves play, slaughter the cows”
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