Psychotic Shout for Attention

"Hello, welcome to my
personal fantasy.
You can call it hell."
those were my last words
to Alabama.

Midnight road raging,
seeking to quench the thirst
of my basic instincts.
A lonely alley on a bad neighborhood:
I found my lucky victim.

I stopped and offered her
a free ride on my rotating bed.
Promised her I would change her life.

She agreed and hopped in.
As of now, the fifty-dollar fee
started to count.
She would regret her greediness.

 

Nice!!!
That good history
I liked much,
I enchanted the badness with you wrote it
Great
Regards​

 

Absoluuutely misterious and tetric
FANTASTICALLY-WRITTEN AND IMAGINATED...
Ufff...awesome
I only wish that you pay her...
^^ Nice work, greetings!
RINOA:::hug:::

 

I am glad that you liked my poem, it means a lot to be liked by fellow poets. Take care.

 

Hi, thank you for stopping by and reading my poem. I am trully glad and excited that you liked it. It is interesting to see that you noted correctly, that "Alabama" was my artistic and fantastic name for a prostitute, I think you are the only one who has catch that until now; Thank you very much for that.

Yours truly