#WritcoPoemPrompt25
She toils through the day,
Without a word or a nay,
She earns her daily bread,
Not a tear does she shed...

What would the point be
Defiance from such as she?
Mama, Papa, waiting,
She will suffer baiting.

The Ladies she serves,
Giggle girlishly with nerves,
Examining each other,
Who scored the best lover?...