Shailyn Sooter

Rookie - 11 Points (Portland)

Mademoiselle Hoodrat - Poem by Shailyn Sooter

Queen of the downtown scene
Is making loads of dosh, of green,
Of paperbacks, you feeling me?
She's ready to flee, she's ready to leave.

If the urban princess thinks you're cool,
You're in, you've made it, you're no longer
A fool who struggles for every compliment.
Under her rule, if you're in, you're golden.

The street youth duchess is sick of the
Hypocrisy that runs rampant in her streets.
Pick a side, pick a flavor, pick a ride
And make that paper.

Madame Hoodrat is the ultimate boss
Living a flossy life, a luxurious toss
Of the dice of fate who will make the call
And end the story once and for all.


Comments about Mademoiselle Hoodrat by Shailyn Sooter

  • Rookie - 9 Points Caleb Gonzales (5/14/2014 1:21:00 AM)

    That's really good :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 24, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 25, 2014


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