Hey diddle diddle
Tell me what do I see
In this fine mamacita
Staring back at me
I make my approach
Ask for the time
She says "happy hour, bout a quarter to nine"
I see the twinkle in her eye and I ask her to dance
Life's too short to pass up this chance
Her hips shake east to west
My mind north to south
Got visions in the back of my dick in her mouth
She starts talkin bout life, I try to restrain
The way her body move, it driving me insane
She asks for a drink
So I get us a few
Come back just in time
To see her leave with her crew
I thought I had game
But I saw it too late
Time to smile and wave
Cause I just got play'd.
Author notes
Before anybody says it,shut up, I know I'm not old enough for bar-hopping.
Comments
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^^ fun fun
sweet.
crude and well..what else do I say?
I sorta like it in a weird fascinating way..
I't not my usual style but hey
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*blink blink* um.....good....? that's all i have to say....*runs away now*
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Ahaha this is awesome... You deff got a good visual going here. I like the last 3 lines lol. Nice poem mase :]
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rofl.. this was a bit naughty
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