The Money Girls.

David Wakeling

There she stood with a gun at my head,
Taking the cash out of my wallet.
I wondered if she was someone’s girlfriend,
Or even someone’s Mother.

I now see Money Girls everywhere,
Pretending  to love you for money,
Pretending  to care for you for cash.
And if that doesn’t work they will
put a gun in your ribs.

Oh you have to love the Money Girls,
After all they were taught by the Money Boys.

  • Author: David Wakeling (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 19th, 2024 02:40
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Comments2

  • Bobby O

    Really nice. And I absorbed a metaphor that speaks and squeaks life w keen observance. Merkel is to Churchill as Gun Girls are to Dillinger
    And as Caitlin is to Wemby.
    Really nice piece

    • David Wakeling

      Thanks for commenting.Much appreciated

    • Bobby O

      Really nice. And I absorbed a metaphor that speaks and squeaks life w keen observance. Merkel is to Churchill as Gun Girls are to Dillinger
      And as Caitlin is to Wemby.
      Really nice piece



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