SNOW-WHIGGITY by Gianni Rage

Gianni Rage posted this poesie. It tells of a time of the back then before the rich ruled Manhattan. It was our city and for a good reason. People like hookers, pimps, and dope fiends. They protected us from the rich. enjoy SNOW-WHIGGITY by Gianni Rage It doesn't have a title ironically, that was not really a poem…I was going to write it as poesies but opted for something more linear and prosaic…I will definitely have a look at this!!I am almost like a changed man with this weather…I feel like writing tonight… A fairytale. About a hooker. A hooker named Snow-Whiggity… This is back in the day when NYC was actually still a city, not a giant terrarium… The whole thing takes place on 23rd St. Snow-Whiggity has a mean, gay pimp named Evil Queen… She wants to get away from him but it is hard because she is a dope fiend. Then she is hired for a party by "seven little men"---seven very small Puerto Ricans…. They are so impressed with her that they let her live in their social club on 9th Ave. Snow-Whiggity has it made…she can now turn all of her tricks in comfort…and keep her own damn money 'cuz the little men don't ask her for nothin' She even does a porno flick with them as a laugh. But Evil Queen finds her and manages to slip her a hot shot… She turns blue and goes unconscious, and the seven little men think she is dead. So they do the only thing you could do with a dead junkie hooker in those days, which is drag her dead ass down to the West Side Highway and make it look like a hit-and-run… But the little men like her too much to be that cold. So they lay her in an old refrigerator box and pin a note to it. But of course she is not actually dead, the dope was just REAL GOOD… And she wakes up to find a brand new, handsome, young, straight pimp named Prince Charming leaning over her… And the seven little men take out Evil Queen. And everybody lives happily ever after