A poem about a man with no money paying for had sex.
If you were not a whore
And I didn’t have to pay for last night
I would have not been a bore
And I even would have kissed you goodnight
Now this is the truth
If you gimme your sweet pussy for free
Your cervix will move
From the madness of my sexual spree
And I can only get it up
When it doesn’t cost the money
You see
I will pay you with love
And I’ll even call you baby honey
It’s
Just
That
You
Caught me on a bad day
Matter fact a sad day
Money that I had day
You better not get mad day
Cuz,
I’m broke
As a joke
And I gotta get up out here
No money for the poke
Just a little change to get beer
Thanx for the free stroke
Maybe I’ll see you in a year
Cuz,
I’m broke
As a joke
And I didn’t mean to screw you
Cuz,
I’m broke
As a joke
I just really meant to screw you
I’m broke
As a joke
And bitch I’m leaving
Sorry about the bad sex
And the pet that you’ll be grieving
In 3-2-1 “where’s REX”
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