Palm Beach Girl

A quick assessment of status

I was sitting in the coffee shop
When you sashayed on by
Nose in the air no you didn't care
Beautiful skin over toned up thighs

   Dior shoes Armani shades
Designer threads out to the nines
A big dumb horny redneck like me
  No baby you ain't got the time

My aw shucks grin and cowboy charm
That's not gonna work on you
A rich son of a b***h needs lots of green
To pull an uptown chick like you

I'm sure you'd love to cruise around
In my beat to s**t pick up truck
Forget the Bentley daddy drives
stick your heels between my rust

Somehow I just can't picture that
Even in my wildest dreams
Posing with your Prada handbag
You are just what you seem

I'm sure you've got a sugar daddy
Paying for an a*s that fine
Five star service french cuisine
The best in wine and dine

No baby girl I'm not judging you
I just know my social place
It's not to hit on girls like you
So I can avoid being disgraced

So I'll just sit here picking my teeth
It's A habit I find quite pleasant
I may be the heart of masculine pride
But In your world I'm just a peasant

Author's Note

People tend to stay within their own socioeconomic groups.
I posted this and edited the shit out of it after about 60 views so most of my die hard fans read a different poem. Oh well. The premise didn't change.

Reviews

[quinfinn]

this has always been a constant source of disdain for me, social classes separated by wealth. it is a real pisser to catch some high society babe giving you the once over only to have her act like you reek of something foul when she knows you caught her looking, with obvious interest. but, as your poem here so brilliantly states....they are far too used to being pampered and wiping their pristine little asses with silk or $100 bills. this is why i have become a member of the slapaho tribe....(JK) awesome write, ricochet!

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you quinfinn

[Jack...]

And she is just a b***h, so don't give her the satisfaction of your glance. Nice one sir.

[Baby Ricochet]

Thank you Jack