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A tale of Zhor
By Overlord
Peg had to be so quick-witted
Since against the law he was pitted.
But when Peg made an error
Quite ill did he fare,
Becoming a cute wench large titted.
"She" crashed with pal for a stake,
Until a comeback she could make.
This scamp of long running
Found his comrade stunning
And advantage of her he did take.
Her attraction to men growing keen
(That old devil Lust is a fiend),
To bed Garrock urged her;
Of distaste he purged her.
Lord, how she came although green!
The rascally Garr was a sport;
He depended on girls for support.
Not one would be fed
Till she earn coins in bed --
So he toss to Peg silks very short.
Now sober, realizing her fate,
Pegar's azure eyes blazed with hate.
If alone on the street
She'd have nothing to eat,
So, cussing, Peg dressed like twyll bait.
She was tossed out the door with a shove,
No choice but to sell alcove love.
But those things one may loathe
May to karma be owed,
Sent down as pay back from above.
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