Star on a Street Corner
Dressed in calculated
Urban sexy wear that
Will give the illusion of
Your availability and
Reinforce your station
As the hired entertainment
No matter if you sing
That brand new urban sound
Or are there to strip it off
Down to your bare skin
In either case, if
You do it right, you can
Earn a lot of money
Do it wrong and you
Stay on the street corner
Trying to earn that money while
Your patrons smell the
Stench of desperation
Coming up off of you and
Throw you a pittance for
What you had hoped and
Prayed would be enough
Beauty and talent to
Pick yourself up out of
This miserable squalor and
Rise to the stratosphere
The brightest in a sea of stars
You are cursed instead and
You get spit instead of kisses
5/11/11
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