Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 The Streetwalker

The streetwalker was new to town.

She'd met her pimp at the depot.

Soon she was walking up and down

The streets where johns did come and go.

Still in her teens she did provide

A piece of fresh new meat to be

Quickly picked up to take a ride,

Once the driver paid the high fee.

She walked the streets last Friday night,

And was picked up by someone who

Caused her to disappear from sight.

No more street walking would she do.

The streets she walked did never tell

That she was dragged down into hell.