"Ill Famed Dolls"

By Miss Oblivious

 

 

Reluctant sailors. Soiled doves

On the road to perdition

Painted & powdered harlots

Violet Garnett recognized as an Adams street tramp

Keeping house of "Ill Fame"

Argus...uttermost depths of Gehenna embedded in his tears

Only conditions of bitter shame

Flaunting her powder and paint in the streets

Fallen women with semen filled wombs

Holding a "Rag of honor" so tight between her groins

Ill gotten gains inside scarlet sins

He sailed away with a forgotten grin

Infesting a class on her own desires

Wayward boys and wonton woman

Staggering arm in arm on a dusty path of shame

Dwelling in bawdy houses,

Titled "lower crest of society"

Glaring as a victim of vain infatuation....

ahhh..MAD infatuation the root to this evil

For the woman on the lower crust of this society

A thin line of hope is soon cracked with reality, till the next sailor pays the fee

And sips his hops and tells her tales

Of lands to far and not so near...............