Wednesday Poetry

 My Lolita

By Billie Daddario

Lolita in tight shorts and a half shirt,

Walking down the street.

Causing the man to drive his car into a parked car.

Lolita looking for men to worship her and they do.

Lolita is trouble in her tight shorts and half shirt.

Drinking beer out of the bottle you bought for her.

Because she didn’t have an ID.

Lolita making the most of her tight shorts and half shirt.

Lolita in your bed with the sheet draped around her

Lolita’s tight shorts and a half shirt lay half hazardly on the floor.

Because you took from her what you thought she was giving.

Lolita playing grown up is still very much a little girl.

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