For Dverse
OUT OUT OUT, damned spot!
Don’t you know we want you not?
You can’t come into my parlor
with your unseemly squalor.
We don’t see fit
to have you sit
amongst our caste genteel.
We care not how you feel;
don’t sully us with likes of you.
Begone! Begone! I never knew
what serpent vile
we nursed and all the while
you darkened our door;
You drank and you swore
and laid with the men
while you lived in sin.
Shame shame shame my vile
unrepentant child!
Some day you will come
A’begging me for some
TLC, and all you’ll see
is my back turned on thee.
We don’t care
what you bare.
You can cry and you can beg
and show your pretty nyloned leg,
and though I know it’s very sad,
young lady you’ve been very bad!
NANMYKEL.COM 
“and show your pretty nyloned leg” Love this bit of reality here.
Interesting take on the prompt! So glad to see you here this evening.
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I like the voice you take on in this. 🙂
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young lady you’ve been very bad!…. shades of Mae West here, ha
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Wow! A naughty girl indeed!
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You got it!
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A door keeps out the undesired. Your poem expresses this with humour.
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Thanks for seeing the humor!
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Love the powerful voice that rings through this poem 🙂
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Yes, it was fun, putting myself into that role for a change!
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Kind of sad, a parent rejecting a child who is messed up. Guess that’s why I like the story of the prodigal son’s father.
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Please forgive her!!
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The mother or the daughter?
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It’s going to have to be both.
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Love the scolding voice, yikes ~
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SMiLes..
naughtiest
girls bore
now most
beautiful
Angels
WorN..
Whores
for FREE
don’t stop
with the first
dogs begging
for bones at the door..
DiVersiTy.. iT’s what God
has fOr DiNner aFter aLL iS
sAid
aNd
F
eD
FReED..
The trUtH anD
liGht don’T giVe
an F whAt thE
F hUman books thInk..
hehe.. bet i aT lEast lose one
so-called followeR
for this little
liGht
i shine
oF Truth JEWeL
but Jesus.. ‘they’..
the whore dogs..
Neutered Jesus..
noW thaT waS aN ulTiMate
sIN oF ForEver fOr MaKinG liFe REAL..:)
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LOL Funny! And I was certain it was a puppy (despite the swearing)… until the nyloned leg appeared. 🙂
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Funny! I never thought of that!
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It has humor, but it is also sad….rejection for any reasons always is sad, and usually points to a cabal of narcissism. But that is not to detract from your poem…it was good.
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