No dear, don’t think you’re strange
But not my expertise,
Yes I have a wide range
But that’s not in my fees.
Yes bra size unbelievable,
I’m first to admit that,
Surprising what’s achievable
When you’re paying for a chat.
You like satin and lace?
Well that’s a stroke of luck;
You want to do what on my face?
Okay, may have to duck!
Of course I have handcuffs;
Whips? Yes I've a few,
I also have earmuffs
And bandages too!
You want me to play mother
And smack you on the bum?
But I’m undercover
And am actually one!
What can I suggest?
Perhaps another line?
You wanted the best?
Well 'I' think I’ve done fine.
Of course this not my first call!
I don’t sound very dirty?
Well I’m hygienic and all,
So no need to get shirty!
Okay I’ll come clean then
Since we’re talking grime,
I abhor fucking men
And you’re out of time!
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