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"She Dances for Dollars"
  by TeeBee


She dances to put food on the table
She dance so her children can be able...
She takes their lustful words and there stingy dollars
While inside her soul holla’s
Money for the rent...she dances
Money for food.......she dances
She holds the pole as she speaks to her soul
And her dirty little secret she hope her children will never know

She smokes the pain way
She drinks just to make it through the day
Once a mother, but now her kids belong to the state
And she sells her soul....this has become her fate

He beats her... calls her his ho
But she too afraid to let him go
As fifty says “she in the club she dancing for dollars”
She is smiling while inside she holla’s
She Had dreams, even went to city college
But somewhere she got caught up selling tricks for a dollar

She cries....she dances
He beats...she dances
She dies
No one cries........
............sighs
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Date Submitted: May 30, 2007 (09:08 PM)
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  #1Stunna
07/01/07 (12:31 AM) 
This Shyt Rite Here Should Get 20*'s cuz This Good is Hell. The End Is Wats Up!

  NCQUEENPOET
06/11/07 (11:08 AM) 
This was real hot i definately felt this one homegirl. nobody understands that life until you live it though

  J'ecrite
06/11/07 (10:49 AM) 
well you took 50's songs and turned it into something much for real and serious. love it. You know you hooked me with the title. :)

  India
06/10/07 (11:24 AM) 
dis was a guhd write n i enjoyed every word u spoke! OH, N DA POEM I WROTE CALLED A CHILD'S PRAYER WAS OF DA PAIN OF SUM1 VERY CLOSE 2 ME WHO'S MOTHER WENT THROUGH DAT. so no i don't kno how dat feels but i wrote it based on wat i knew she must hav been feelin'! but dis truly iz a guhd poem! i like how u express urself!!!

  simplyG
06/09/07 (10:33 PM) 
this is for the women who dance because the must not for lust and the pain is measured in dollar bills from cheap bruhs with black and not so mild fingertips this is the total opposite reality of my "I'm Dumb but I'm Pretty" write loved this!

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