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some dames ain't easy

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say she’s beautiful, & add quick, that beautiful women
are always dangerous…

she sits there in her barefoot allure & funny hat, armed
with her cockiness & harlot eyes. & her antique pistol is
still deadly, bored & stroked to fit a woman’s hand. she
keeps it holstered in her garter belt.

when you saw her in the cabaret, you thought she stepped
out of a fairy tale, or a classic movie. Alice, maybe, or
Dorothy, all grown up into a full-blown woman. sexiness,
drama, & the audacity of old Hollywood glamour.

but Oz never had streets paved with blood, where little
girls learned to steal from the corner bakery or starve to
death. her cunning earned her a degree in survival & a
back seat on the Greyhound outa town.

she has long since acquired the tastes of a big girl: steak
dinners & cold beer, diamonds, pearls, glad rags with
fancy Italian labels. the men who can afford it, they track
her like the sables of Venus.

when you’ve had her in your bed, you’ll know that sex was
created for man, but it was delivered to its highest threshold
of glory in the body & mind of a woman. just remember she’s
a carnival ride, buy your ticket, take a crazy spin on her carousel,
& go home. careless men lingered, & she laid them in their graves.

she keeps a candle burning in her penthouse window
for jokers like you. it’s a haven of gunfire romance,
craquelure hearts, & stories like this…

Written by JohnFeddeler
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