Filthy and sinful fallen, no good. These words are my skin and my simple womanhood. I have met ladies all white gloves and hair. Dullards, I cal them! Yet on me they despair.
Debauched and demoralised or just my Friday night because none of my girls care for what's right. You may call me libertine slut, whore or hag. But I walk without fear in darkness or shade