Slave To The Rhythm
By pinda
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She dances in the sheets at night
She dances to his needs
She dances 'til he feels just right
Until this man falls asleep
She dances at the crack of dawn
And quickly cooks his food
She can't be late, can't take too long
The kids must get to school
She dances for the men at work
The pole works her from nine till five
She smiles but inside she's hurt
Kids are the only thing keepin' her alive
She works so hard, just to make her way
For a cheating husbands, who don't appreciate
When she goes home, her husband's there
He just says 'let down your hair'
'Come over here, and take off your clothes'
She's disgusted from head to toes
She danced that night, then they fell out
The husband falls asleep, she just shouts
She swore she'd dance no more
Her heart was bleedin', her body was sore
Woke up the children and ran out the door
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Hi Pinda, another great poem
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I like this...a lot,
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