Gypsy Boy Ravey

Bad Apple - Poem by Gypsy Boy Ravey

Does one bad apple spoil the gender?
What's bred in is hard to kick out.
She's broken and no one can mend her,
Gives woman a bad name no doubt.

They don't buy from her they borrow,
Those ships that pass in the night.
And her destiny is untold sorrow,
She lacks the will to stand and fight.

She walks on the wild side of life,
And no man will she pass buy.
All it's brought her is trouble and strife,
And her life has become one big lie.

For all that glitters is not gold,
She will find out to her cost.
The self-respect that she has sold,
That irreplaceable she has lost.

Her false story will never end,
It will follow her for life;
She will never know true friend,
Nor ever be an honest wife.

The truth will come to light,
That she lives her life of sin;
And try although she might,
On my life, she will never win.

Topic(s) of this poem: revenge

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, January 16, 2015

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