Night Pimping Poem by Lamar Cole

Night Pimping



When the world sleeps that is when he likes to hit the streets.
Letting his street hookers take money from all the suckers that they meet.
He feels that he is very smart.
Pimping his women in the dark.

Some people felt that he was a parasite.
But all he cared about was his hookers bringing him money all through the night.
Some people thought that he should get a regular job.
But if he wasn't pimping, his preference would be to steal and rob.

So he would continue sleeping by day.
And at night, he would keep on making his money the pimping way.

Sunday, February 24, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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