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Saw her standing on the corner

Knew he was in for a treat

Took her to his hotel room

This girl, he met on the street

Things got a bit too crazy

He lost control of the scene

She blocked his exit, no way out

The look on her face, quite serene

Plotting his next move, his escape

He walked to where she sat

Handed her a hundred dollar bill

And that was the end of that



February Writing Prompt: Sumptuous and Sweet – Day 12/28

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