Ironic Poem About Prostitution
When I was young and had no sense
In far-off Mandalay
I lost my heart to a Burmese girl
As lovely as the day
Her skin was gold, her hair was jet
Her teeth were ivory
I said, "for twenty silver pieces
Maiden, sleep with me"
She looked at me, so pure, so sad
The loveliest thing alive
And in her lisping, virgin voice
Stood out for twenty-five
(Stood out for)
(Stood out for twenty-five)
In far-off Mandalay
I lost my heart to a Burmese girl
As lovely as the day
Her skin was gold, her hair was jet
Her teeth were ivory
I said, "for twenty silver pieces
Maiden, sleep with me"
She looked at me, so pure, so sad
The loveliest thing alive
And in her lisping, virgin voice
Stood out for twenty-five
(Stood out for)
(Stood out for twenty-five)
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