I was caught twixt tequila and telescopic visions
After wandering through the nook and cranny
Of macrocosm's catastrophe
Searching for a damsel to tamper with my somatic sense.
I went to a brothel where immoralists lies their head
they wiggled their natural gift to me like a dog who saw it's master
I glanced at them like a priest, ready to blessed their soul with my man-point
They are curvaceous and beautifully sighted.
Their goods are shining like heavenly stars
My man-point makes the call to my brain
Telling him to contact my soul and my mouth
But my pouch was biting my left hand
Because I had nothing on me save a golden pen.
I asked for a night-price
B'cause my man-point is my vice
"two penny", a stilled voice replied
My heart melted like natural honey
pouring from edulcorated fountain
I went into her bed to bang away the hardness.
Her tone energized my energy
She rides like a beautiful cowgirl from east
And I drove her to the seventh heaven
Where the climax of no return begins
Her techniques are heavenly gifted gifts.
Her body was filled with semen like poet's pamphlet
I have filled her honey spot with my pen
And she praised me like a sonorous chorister
I felt fulfilled like bard who poured out his heart.
Boom...! The doom loomed in the room
when she asked for her pay
My face turned gloom
Like an orphan
I couldn't say a word
I zoomed to my pocket
Which produce nothing into my frustrating hand.
I acted the art
But I couldn't pay for it
The bawd rained insults on me
I swallowed them like a hard swallow
I was turn to maid, I washed undies till next morrow.
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