"porsch" poems
Relaxing nights wine and flowers.
Love is priceless yet that ******* esscort service always wants to count the hours.
A kiss and a hug and please swipe here.
You may be charming Candy but your gonna bankrupt me dear.
Sure I'll go the extra mile.
But she wont have none unless my credit card is on file.
Why my dear must you tax this relationship cant you see what it's doing to me.
So what if your a esscort?
Is not love supposed to be free?
Sure you know some really kick *** tricks.
Im sure you had lots of practice .
Dealing with demented ******
Now my times up and its your time to go.
You mean your only in it for the money and your names really not **** Magee
how would anyone ever know.
You may scratch your head and question how could this relationship ever work.
Because your naughty hooker and me a drunken ****
Well my vice I have to say.
If this conversation is on the clock then you really need to go the **** away.
But if in another world I wouldnt ask you to change just bring that over worked ****
and money home to me.
It's hell being a broke ***** hampster who doesnt ever get love for free.
So go on my dear ***** no need to say goodbye.
Im sure your as heartbroken as you leave me in the dust.
No im not crying it's just your porsch flung a rock into my eye.
If only the tables were turned and I had the power.
I'd say ***** *****
and charge ten thousand a hour.
Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 3:08 PM UTC
Did you see that?
He broke a mans sternum
he never rests nor tires
he drinks martinis with flair
he drives all the fastest cars
and
he didnt even rest
he went through 33 bad men
he went through a case of ***
he had all the girls on his lap
That was good
I feel like **** now though
Ill never have the girls
Ill never be without fear
Im alone
Im a coward
Ill never drive a porsch
Ill never have abs
I am poor
I am obese
Did you see that?
That was good
But now I feel like ****
May 22, 2010
May 22, 2010 at 8:54 PM UTC