Sugar (Smarties) Baby


I’ll make money anyhow I  like.

I’ll travel by foot to meet up with Mike.

I’ll compromise my values and standards,

Including my morals because I’m wayward.


Mike might think he’s in control but I’m the neck that turns his head.

It’s my body he fantasises about and my touch he lusts for in bed

So I have him eating out of the palm of my hand

All because I’m the girl all the boys demand.


*I am not a sugar baby nor do I condone their behaviour but I am just writing from the perspective of one and my poem is so-called tongue- in- cheek; I am not being serious about the message but refuting the idea that doing anything for money is good. For this reason, I mentioned difficult  things the sugar baby did for money.



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