NETCEES CYPHER THREAD

[Mr. J]

From the basement to the new apartment
I found a harlot dreaming of being a starlet
Who left clues she'd peruse each department
Spend change to change how she hardened
From a softened outspoken disciple...
Beg your pardon she'd utter under an eyeful
Of tears that kept her so spiteful
She's changed now, grown into her stature
5'2 slender enough to skip a knife through.
Yet thick enough to earn your trust to spite you
Left you lustful, heartbroken what a yutz you've become
What's the point of proving you could love?
If you're going to wallow and despair in all that you've done
It's the same story....one that you'll never give up