She loves her computer and soon they’ll have
The internet in the refugee camps of France
She don’t love you she loves
Her Western Union
“She” is the girl of your dreams
“She” solicits without shame
“She” is hungry
“She” is a nurse
“She” is studying
“Send me some money”
It’s only going to get worse.
Put up your walls against the impoverished
For they will be coming over for tea
With their eyes on your wallet.
“She” is just a jpeg with a gaping maul.
Copyright 2016 Bruce E Saunders