Trying hard to keep afloat
She's rowing fast with one old oar
Because she is the local whore
She rows upstream and she rows down
The river takes her into town
She's wrecked so many innocent lives
Because she targets men who all have wives
They pay with cash or credit chits
And then she shows them her big tits
And if they ante up some more
Her knickers fall down to the floor
If they give her all their money
She'll cover their bods in sticky honey
Then she'll lick from head to toe
It's enough to make the old men blow
There isn't much more to be said
Except to put this poem to bed
And say goodbye to whore in a boat
And that's my take on a stupid quote!






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