Special Telegraphic Message

Monday to Friday
She sold flowers at a stall
For various occasions
Mother's Day
Birthdays
Weddings
Funeral bouquets
It will make the dead person happy
At the end of his journey
On his days off
She sold herself on the street
For the love of money
Someone asks herself
Why did she do it
Every decent girl
Would be ashamed
To abuse her pure body
Life is not cheap fun
Not even an innocent child's game
But a harsh reality
Get a judge
And a defense attorney too
Then
Cut her heart in half
Maybe
You'll find the answer
If she was a victim
Or a holy woman