In light of the comments I’ve gotten concerning prostitution and the fact that a prostitute is a human being and someone’s daughter or son I’ve decided to repost LAYS as it deal with this issue as well.
August 26, 2011
Copyright 2011 Gordon L Kuhn
She is someone’s much loved daughter,
Maybe a sister, a wife, a best friend.
She is toying with life which may sudden end
In disease or violence. However, a need had sudden up and caught her.
She’s a working girl. Her office is the Tamiami Trail.
Her inventory of self is mobile and put there for sale,
Not for permanent keep, but for a price, only lent.
Or, perhaps, one could say simply that she’s temporarily for rent.
For the time spent, for her, is not too great
When she is out and tempting fate.
Her working hours are per her need.
She has an addiction she needs to feed.
She walks slowly to catch a wandering eye
That may be searching for a noonday treat to try.
In bright-colored, tight shorts and top, she is an easy thing to spot.
Her blond hair catches the wind as she uses her lot
Of learned street charm as bait in the plot
draw in a temporary lover,
A John who can easily pay the cover,
For a job that doesn’t take her too long.
She promises his body will be singing a new song,
When she’s done her best for him to succumb in wonder
At her charms as she his wallet does plunder;
For she also is a well experienced pickpocket
Who will steal his most closely kept locket.
Her advertising is kept very simple,
A bend at the waist to place butt in the air
So passing motorists might slow and might stare
At the message quite clear that she holds up most steady,
On a large bag of chips she keeps at the ready.
And proudly displays it held high in the air
As drivers pass by her and men are prone to slow and stare
At the one word advertising method she found works and which stays
Held high, her occupation described with simply one word: Lays
 A few years back I was driving down U.S. 41 (Tamiami Trail) in Sarasota, Fl., and there was a young streetwalker on my side of the roadway walking with her back to me. However, she clearly knew a car was approaching her from the rear as she bent over and made a prominent display of butt just before I drew alongside her. She also held up a large bag of Lays Potato Chips with the word Lays prominently displayed. I am sure she was advertising.