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Recumbent Lady of the Muse

    
I think each day while you just hang about,    
I know just what you need not what you want.    
You look away but do you hear me shout?    
Don’t piss me off, you better read my font.    
   
The flashy strobe of lights pumps up the mood,    
Sync with the beat don’t think on me you’ll tread.    
I’m doing all the work, you’re not that good,    
You seem to have forgot I’m not your bed.    
   
Just ‘cause I sprawl recumbent when I work,    
My clients never tell, they always ask.    
Mister, you must think me a proper jerk,    
Take me for granted; I’ll take you to task.    
   
Now when you’re ready to see reason’s point,    
Give me a ring, I’m not wasting my time.    
I’ll be crosstown and not some greasy joint,    
I trust a drugstore call’s still just a dime.
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Published
Author's Note
Image: by Jack Vittriano

Inspired by the “I...Muse” comp hosted by FromTheAsh. This does not represent my muse, but the muse of a fictitious man who apparently was no gentleman.
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