Lays or lies

Before the break of day, most days
truckers set out-earning their pay
wishing it was otherwise but
knowing no other way.

Espy an enticing shapely butt hitching a ride for free
company rules prescribe the rear is only for trade
so travel up front this freight bound for Mississippi
journeying together, both hoping to get properly laid.

Boss, don't see it through their eyes, but why?

Held back not by holding ties, just lives of lies!
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Posted: Feb 2019
About this poem:
Sex/relationships respond not to rules -emotion rules.

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walRU
Good write
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