Basement Rodents

Specific are my needs.
I'm not one of those basement rodents,
There to sneak to do anybody...
When the lights go out.
That's where cheap common 'hos go.
With their spouses waiting outside,
In the car to take them home from a gig.
Giving their bosses a little dessert.
Believing their activities are not known.

Cheap folks who cheat will always be expendable.

Specific are my needs.
I'm not one of those basement rodents,
There to sneak to do anybody...
When the lights go out.
That's where cheap common 'hos go.
With their spouses waiting outside,
In the car to take them home from a gig.
Giving their bosses a little dessert.
Believing their activities are not known.

Cheap folks who cheat will always be expendable.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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