{"sf1_id":849204,"sf2_id":"k1VPlKWm","title":"The lady and the furs.","author":"james mikoto","words":146,"posted_at":"2015-04-18T21:26:00.000Z","tags":["Love","Poem","Story","furs"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/849204-the-lady-and-the-furs","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/k1VPlKWm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e1/9a/e19a8dc4-4dc0-467d-aba2-ece55599c59f","description":"#6 of love\n\nshe really wanted to make her own but doesn't want a sofurry account so please show my friend some love this is her first time doing this.","content":"\" I'm a lofty lovely woman,\"\u0026nbsp;  \nSays the lady in the furs,\u0026nbsp;  \nIn the glance she throws around her\u0026nbsp;  \nOn the poorer dames and sirs:\u0026nbsp;  \n\" This robe, that cost three figures,\u0026nbsp;  \nYes, is mine,\" her nod avers.\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\" True, my money did not buy it,\u0026nbsp;  \nBut my husband's, from the trade;\u0026nbsp;  \nAnd they, they only got it\u0026nbsp;  \nFrom things feeble and afraid\u0026nbsp;  \nBy murdering them in ambush\u0026nbsp;  \nWith a cunning engine's aid.\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\" True, my hands, too, did not shape it\u0026nbsp;  \nTo the pretty cut you see,\u0026nbsp;  \nBut the hands of midnight workers\u0026nbsp;  \nWho are strangers quite to me:\u0026nbsp;  \nIt was fitted, too, by dressers\u0026nbsp;  \nRanged around me\u0026nbsp;toilsome.\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\" But I am a lovely lady,\u0026nbsp;  \nThough\u0026nbsp;sneers\u0026nbsp;say I shine\u0026nbsp;  \nBy robbing Nature's children\u0026nbsp;  \nOf apparel not mine,\u0026nbsp;  \nAnd that I am but a broom-stick,\u0026nbsp;  \nLike a scarecrow's wooden spine.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nBy: Alexandra Montenez\u0026nbsp;\n\nWritten by: james mikoto\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"love","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/849199-coming-together.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/850059-3-poems.json"}}