How A Whore Is Like A Cuspidor Poem by Patti Masterman

How A Whore Is Like A Cuspidor



Little bumps confess your flagrancy
In delecto; how pink the vagrancy
Every girl's a virgin till you plumb her depths
Every fish a sturgeon when the taste is whet
How a habit becomes another door
Is how a whore is like a cuspidor.

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delilah contrapunctal 26 March 2011

and at times mistaken for an umbrella stand?

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