Hi, I'm Abigail

Thu, 03/21/2013 - 12:12 -- uabasi


United States
42° 39' 30.24" N, 71° 8' 13.2504" W

Hey there, pretty lady.

That’s who I am tonight, Pretty Lady.
Pretty Lady this morning
Pretty Lady after this crap job
Pretty Lady now

The drunks always think of pretty lady.
Get your ass over here, dolly girl.

Dolly during the day, or Doll.
I’m essentially nameless
After hundreds of newspapers and cups of coffee
Thousands of phone calls later
Countless Joes getting promoted over me
And after only a few months?
For right now, maybe forever…Dolly

Professors, peers, boyfriends, bosses
I earned my grades
I tutored you all
I played your little sex game
I slaved for you to get ahead

And all for…dolly?

Good morning, Pretty Lady.
Well hello there, Sweet Thing.
Can I get a smile, Bright Eyes?
Come on, Doll, where’s my coffee?
Can I buy you a drink, Candy?
Damn, Hair, you sure are feisty!
Who do you think you’re talking to, Bitch?

‘Abigail’ is so aluding.
That must be a part of my mystique…

Pretty Lady looks good tonight.
Shut up, bitch, or I’ll beat you quiet!
Pretty Lady doesn’t look as pretty anymore.
Spit your blood out somewhere else, bitch.
Pretty Lady is at a loss for words

But Abigail isn’t.


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