The hostess is being hostile
like she is held, hostage
what she is doing is becoming costive.
It wasn't long she started speaking in prose
like she was entertaining on stage
it wasn't long she influence many to walk her way.
She was making promises
that she knew she will never keep,
she prompted them with a cure
as her night made progress for all eyes to see.
Her supporter was yelling and clapping
as he made her way off stage;
the night ended in her own professional style
that made the crowd gone wild.
-Judy Emery © 2010 The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MEMORIES
PoetryMemories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.
