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Array ( [sid] => 127564 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Brothel [time] => 2006-10-29 07:22:55 [hometext] => [bodytext] =>

The french maid cleans the room each day,
She is thorough and never slow,
Her guests are not whom they seem,
Or as pure as the driven snow,

They book into this hostelry,
To have the time of their life,
Away from all the drudgery,
Of their kids and loving wife,

They are treated like kings in here,
Nothing is to much trouble,
And if you need some extras,
You will get them at the double,

They cater here for every need,
What ever is your desire,
And even something outrageous ,
Can be bought, but the fee is higher,

Your lady of the night will see,
You have a raunchy night,
Her body is yours to take,
With or without the light,

She will cater for sadistic types,
And bondage,won't be denied,
And handcuffs around your wrists,
To the bedpost you'll be tied,

Love is not for sale in here,
Its lust and lust alone,
And businessmen they come in here,
When they are far away from home,

And me I am the french maid,
I clean all your filth away,
To make it clean for someone else,
To use another day,

I watch each one who comes in here,
I wonder if guilt they feel,
And I will always keep your secret,
Because my lips are tightly sealed,

So this is not a hotel,
Its a hell house full of sin,
Not the place for the faithful,
But the guilty can come in. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 43 [informant] => jerseysue [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 25 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )

The Brothel

Contributed by jerseysue on Sunday, 29th October 2006 @ 07:22:55 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

The french maid cleans the room each day,
She is thorough and never slow,
Her guests are not whom they seem,
Or as pure as the driven snow,

They book into this hostelry,
To have the time of their life,
Away from all the drudgery,
Of their kids and loving wife,

They are treated like kings in here,
Nothing is to much trouble,
And if you need some extras,
You will get them at the double,

They cater here for every need,
What ever is your desire,
And even something outrageous ,
Can be bought, but the fee is higher,

Your lady of the night will see,
You have a raunchy night,
Her body is yours to take,
With or without the light,

She will cater for sadistic types,
And bondage,won't be denied,
And handcuffs around your wrists,
To the bedpost you'll be tied,

Love is not for sale in here,
Its lust and lust alone,
And businessmen they come in here,
When they are far away from home,

And me I am the french maid,
I clean all your filth away,
To make it clean for someone else,
To use another day,

I watch each one who comes in here,
I wonder if guilt they feel,
And I will always keep your secret,
Because my lips are tightly sealed,

So this is not a hotel,
Its a hell house full of sin,
Not the place for the faithful,
But the guilty can come in.

Copyright © jerseysue ... [ 2006-10-29 07:22:55]
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Re: The Brothel (User Rating: 1 )
by secretwind on Sunday, 29th October 2006 @ 12:00:23 PM AEST
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Guilty pleasures excite many
yessss...
good flow
well done.

Re: The Brothel (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Sunday, 29th October 2006 @ 12:32:09 PM AEST
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Wow Sue, One hell of a write there, sis. The brothels have been there for many, many years. I find it sad. I could not imagine a body becoming a piece of income, an object only to be used for someone else's pleasures. A very real and raw write, my friend.
Peace, Laura

Re: The Brothel (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Sunday, 29th October 2006 @ 04:50:08 PM AEST
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Golly gosh Sue what can I say?
I have always wondered if any of them feel any guilt after they attend a place like this?
In reality it's sadly so real. A most thought provoking write you have penned so well my dear friend. Thanks for posting~
hugs n prayers,
Sue M

Re: The Brothel (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 30th October 2006 @ 12:06:34 AM AEST
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Sue,

you wrote this so well, very vivid too.
This reminded me of a certain place we drove through in Nevada, the girls were always on the cb, I always had an invite to come right on over... didnt matter a bit. I said sorry honey it matter to me. Long story there sorry.... lol

I agree with all said here it is sad to me as well.

Michelle

Re: The Brothel (User Rating: 1 )
by mindset on Saturday, 4th November 2006 @ 01:13:57 PM AEST
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Kings and Queens
Both reflecting a need
Harsh to define one
When together
A comfort come
Yet for those of misunderstood
A female lays down
So much loss yet fun
I don't see kings
Just queens in a world run.

Re: The Brothel (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Sunday, 18th March 2007 @ 05:35:56 PM AEST
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Well...I must say I never knew such places existed....lol
I hope they don't have a guest register..
All kiddin aside...another fantastic piece.

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