Yes

She was happy and and drunk, her speech slurred…
Sex was just the best fun, so she’d heard…
He seemed quite a nice guy…
His hand stroking her thigh…
“Yes,”she thought. “Yes,” she said. A small word.

Sly

She was streetwise, sharp-witted and wily.
“Hello,. It’s cold out,” she said shyly.
“Let’s go in this bar…
Or perhaps in your car,
And warm up, you and me,” she said slyly.

Bad to worst

“Fucking cock like a donkey!” she cursed.
“So I said to ‘im, garn, do yer worst!
Well, he did that alright…
Fuckin’ half the damn night…
And the whole time me thinkin’ I’d burst!”