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Battle whore

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1 Battle whore on Sun Nov 13, 2011 10:34 am

Shocked Shocked GEDIG NA ENGELSE FORUM VERSKUIF VERGEWE PLASINGS FOUT Shocked Shocked

The sounds of sunset on camp
from the highest point lay the view
jubilant soldiers of lesser rank
brashly showing of plundering spoils

the voices deep
language from gutter breed
coins cling on game tables
bitter ale shared among the victorious

The smell of rotten meat getting roasted
it ain't of much concern in this camp
bathing has been scares in many a moon march

hysterical laughter of local whore surfaces to the higher hills
breast exposed in tattered cloth
the smell of sweat and old sex in exposed thighs
drunken dance for willing takers lure

No privacy needed as coins and ale flow over hardened nipples
the rules are simple see her love her pay her
she will pretend to enjoy your dirty groping
even say she loves you if your coin and devotion feeds her greed

Night falls
to starry dream
fires dies as rain comes in muddy slush
to wash away the smell of battle blood wore lust and stale ale



Last edited by Ronel Holtz on Mon Nov 14, 2011 3:10 am; edited 1 time in total

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2 Re: Battle whore on Sun Nov 13, 2011 7:17 pm

ek't vantevore gemeen : Hierdie is `n grootse gedig van kennis van oorlog ...

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3 Re: Battle whore on Mon Nov 14, 2011 3:07 am

Dankie vir die lees en kommentaar Kryger,... is een van daardie stukke ek kon hoor en voel asof ek binne dit gestaan het wyl ek dit skryf

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