The Streets

The Streets
I prowl the streets like I own them, looking for my next source of entertainment. What should I do today? Meet up with a friend, maybe go somewhere to get high. I hit my usual spots collecting my rewards along the way. Bob, Tom, Sally and that one guy named Jay.  Always looking for my next score knowing it could be just around the corner. As soon as men see me they walk my way.  I try to doge the busy streets, too dangerous and crawling with 5-O. The little side streets are best, always new people to meet and hidden little treats. I scurry away and avoid going inside, a girl can never be too careful these days, what if I can’t get away. At the end of the day I am tired. My legs are weary and my body is over touched, so I go home for a good meal and a warm bed. My human always lets me back in. Then I wake up and do it all over again. Or so this is how I would