“A good head, a great ass, and well stacked…
And I know that she roots, for a fact.”
He said (nudge, nudge, wink, wink).
“Man up! Buy her a drink!
To say more would be lacking in tact.”
Tag: pick up
Cold water
He slid over, said “What are you drinking?
Champagne perhaps, miss?” he said, winking.
“Fuck off,” she replied
“Sorry, darling!” he lied,
And retreated, cock rapidly shrinking.
Soft selling
Soft in all the right places, sweet-smelling;
She winked, and he felt his cock swelling!
No harm, then, in trying,
Let on he was buying,
Depending on if she was selling!
Pulling an all-nighter
Friday night, at the bar… they’d just met…
“What a stud!” she thought, already wet.
“I could fuck you all night!”
He said. “Suits me alright…”
She replied. “If that’s no idle threat!”
Ants in her pants
Getting picked up in pubs can be chancy,
But sometimes a girl gets so antsy,
Risks, benefits weighed,
She’ll go get herself laid,
By whatever damn jock she might fancy.
Best laid plans
Though he tried out his best corny pick-up,
The girl whom he fancied his dick up
Said “No thanks. Get fucked,
I’m a bloke, nipped and tucked.”
Best laid plans tend to oft strike a hiccup!