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The Pearl Lady

Contributed by Crimson_ROse on Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 07:21:01 PM in AEST
Topic: Nostalgic



Long strings of metallic pearls hang on her neck
This women had class, & was of the highest society
Every time when she’d go out to clubs,
Her pearls went swinging along with her dancing
Pearls dangles from her above knee dress

This woman went by the name of Ronnie,
Her black dancing shoes made no ware on her feet
Those candy apple lips formed into a sly smile
From the stage she looked at me with beryl green eyes
Bobbed cocoa brown hair played along with her pasty face

The sinister black widow stormed in her eyes
Ronnie would lure men into her lustful web
When she killed, she wore a white dress,
And those trademark pearls
Ronnie took that black gun…

BANG!
Was what sounded in the air,
Days after she collected a mass of money
After greedily collecting from her many, well, husbands
The widow settled down in a stately home,
Elderly, rich and alone

Ronnie’s white pearls still drape around her neck
Her red lips no longer smile




Copyright © Crimson_ROse ... [ 2004-12-07 19:21:01]
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Re: The Pearl Lady (User Rating: 1 )
by Kindredblood_dragon on Tuesday, 7th December 2004 @ 08:26:58 PM AEST
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Interesting poem, chilly yet intriguing...awesome and clear painting a picture of lonely demise..cool write.


Re: The Pearl Lady (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Wednesday, 8th December 2004 @ 10:06:30 AM AEST
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Your descriptive wording was excellent. I saw a few spelling errors but other than that I thought it not only unique but a great poem.

Loved the title as well.

Kie




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