A good girl she was

I saw the edge of her pinafore at end;  
and I remembered the righteouos and justice that was lodged in her,  
now harlotry thoughts precipitate within her!  
like the glaze covering an earthen vessel her lips are always smooth  
she tried to build life from a soul torn by trouble,  
but emanated a dark sooth!  
   
she has now covered her beginnings with guile;  
entangled herself with a snare unaware  
her heart is broken beyond healing but she do not know  
she now indiscriminate sexual intercouurse for payment!
she battens like a leech on the lives of famous people!  
a good girl she was...