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<\/p>\n<\/p>\n
She was the loudest and the most beautiful
\nHer smile came from the soul
\nThrough the eyes as much as through the mouth
\nA pout luscious and whole.
\nAnd I wondered what makes girls like her
\nWho fools like me nightly meet
\nTake her life in her hands
\nAnd sell her body on an Athens street.<\/p>\n
There was a kindness about her
\nNo cruelty, a kind of joy
\nI hope some day she sorts herself out
\nAnd finds herself a boy
\nWho till look after her and her children
\nAnd that they will not walk the streets where she has been
\nThe Aphrodite of the Smiling Eyes
\nWho at most was seventeen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
She was the loudest and the most beautiful Her smile came from the soul Through the eyes as much as through the mouth A pout luscious and whole. And I wondered what makes girls like her Who fools like me nightly meet Take her life in her hands And sell …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[82,513,1],"tags":[514,647,515],"class_list":["post-1165","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-balkan-odyssey","category-greece","category-uncategorized","tag-athens","tag-ladies-of-the-night","tag-omonia","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-iN","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":313,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/as-if-a-pop-star\/","url_meta":{"origin":1165,"position":0},"title":"As If a Pop Star","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"28th January 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"The African girls smiling, even from the eyes, And jumping, laughing screaming And I, apprehensive knew I wasn't But wished I was only dreaming. 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