A Poem by Rachel Elizabeth


Underneath her skirt,
She's got nothing on.
Not a pair a panties
Or even a thong. 
What do you call this girl standing on the corner?
We really should call her a w***e.
She flashes off her goods
Like they're going out of style.
Heels seven inches high 
But she can walk a mile.
Bending over so you can take a peek
Even when the stench reeks. 
This is not a girl, 
This is a w***e.

She buttons up her sweater,
And makes sure she's decent.
Pure and simple,
Beautiful and elegant.
What do you call the girl waiting for you and you alone?
We should call her the girl that's got it all.
She keeps it sexy and chic, 
Never giving away too much. 
She's provocatively radiant, 
And you believe as such. 
She only loves one man and only lets him see, 
What she's got under her shirt, what's hiding underneath.
This is a beautiful girl,
Who controls your world.

© 2010 Rachel Elizabeth

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haha I love the comparison between the two. This was a great piece

Posted 10 Years Ago

OMG! amazing poem! I love the comparison! I can't stand any girl who is like the first part, but I love the girl who is like the second part. ^-~...oh, and fyi, what's hiding underneath the second girls is WAAAAY better than the first! XD

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Added on May 6, 2010
Last Updated on May 24, 2010


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