Tramp: in the beginning of Liesel Priest

Where the boulevard nears the bridge
Liesel stands with arms akimbo
Defiant posture deflecting whistles like bullets
And low ball offerings like marbles
 
She heard:
Toss her a nickel watch her shake like it's a dollar
In a pig's eye  
she roared
And spat hard for emphasis
 
Call her a tramp
She might be persuaded  
If you smooth your tongue with velvet
And dip your fedora to hide it's fork
 
Her belly rumbles
It's hunger for a snack points peekaboo
Toes towards Harry's good time diner
10 cent burgers draw an unscrupulous crowd
 
Her pious snubs  
Of men who might fill her purse  
Have done little for a definite need of sustenance  
Though the fine slant of uppity bitch  
Now lifting her little chin
Seems to have really brought out her aristocratic features
 
Buck whoops and haws
As she makes her appearace
He is a huge fan of Liesel' s posterior
And cannot wait for her stride past
 
A thought hits:
With her rumbling challenging haughty composure  
Feeling on the verge of fainted dead away
She snips:
 
Buck I'll let you pat me where I jiggle
For a five bag of burgers  
And a side of beans
 
Buck grinned ear to ear
And picking yellow feathers out of his teeth replied:
 
Liesel darlin
For that ass I should only buy you three