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Night walker (Free verse) by INTRANSIT

She was cheeky as she strutted from truck to truck earning her bucks. Leggy with one stride she could step from ride to ride. And when the cops came it was all the same, part of the game just someones dame. I could only imagine she would do what she could to borrow or steal away her sorrow. That she'd leave the safety of her home and do it again tomorrow.

Jeremi B. Handrinos 4-Sep-03/6:13 PM
Starts of strong, but then does not deliver as well as it could.




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