She had on Hello Kitty *******
That I discarded to the floor
I could have removed them romantically
But she was just a *****.

She had smaller **** than I expected
When I received referral from a friend
But her waist I could grab onto
And oh how she could bend.

I thought I might break her
With every ****** of my hips
But every single moan
Cried more from her lips.

And when the night was over
With my final blow
She let me explode inside
Further announcing that she's a **.

It wasn't until a few years later
When I saw her once more
That she had with her a child
Once that I'd never seen before.

And given by his looks
His hair color and eyes
That I knew he was mine
Especially with the sound of her sighs.

She told me she tried to tell me
But I was too strung out
So she never tried again
Figured it'd be forgotten about.

And she was right
I would have never known
Until I called her up for another ****
Only to have my mind blown.

So what do I do now?
I guess it doesn't matter
I'm simply just a ******
My life is all ready a tatter.

I don't need a child
I don't need her, as well
I only need that needle
So I guess I'm going to hell.