The Whore Next Door

A poem by Richard Broadstreet (c)


There's a phenomenon,
That breaks up families,
That Whore Next Door,
She uses people until they can be used no longer,
She rips apart life-long friendships in a second,
It's that whore next door,
She fucks guys, ten a night,
Then those guys are forever under her horrendous spell,
It's that whore next door,
She'll eventually get what's coming to her,
Then she'll be praying for normal,
That whore next door,
Her damage may be unrepairable,
She's just another user and abuser,
That fucking whore next door.