Pimps “Poem”

Uncle Cuz Cuz says we all are Pimps

I asked how?

He replied, we all sell ourselves for money so we are pimps

I protested and hold my arms down

Such broad definition of the word “pimp”

oxford dictionary must adapt its meaning from a street lexicographer

I sat down today to write a poem

I can’t help but think of this hideous, comic and new meaning of the word “Pimp”

Imagine Marx saying “pimps of all the world unite”

I can’t help but laugh at my whims

I can’t help but think that I am a pimp

I am bad as bad as a pimp could be

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