Other Girls; Others' Daughters

There are some other girls, like her, perhaps
Who trace their lineage back and may reflect
That fucking men for money can relax
The fathers and grandfathers who’d expect
A better fate to befall their offspring;
When they work late in offices to gain
A bonus and fine rewards - both will bring
Strength to the classic values, they retain;
Familial ideals seemingly contrast
With daddy’s dismal, dirty interludes
With other daddies’ daughters – wear the mask
And view the world this darkly; it intrudes;
As do their hands, when they like to hug her
And think of others' daughters they’d prefer.