Bit too fond of the booze and her fags,
But she don’t give a fuck who she shags!
Get her drunk… want some fun?
Try it on… good as done!
Well, unless, like, she’s on the damn rags.
Tag: slut
Self-knowledge
I’m a bit of a slut, she confessed…
Well, an easy lay, maybe, at best…
But I don’t give a damn!
If I am, then I am…
If I say so myself, though in jest!
Pink Lady
“Scarlet woman?” she said, with a wink.
“Something rather less lurid, I think…
An adulteress, slut,
Fond of fucking, yes, but…
Being rich, and a lady, just pink!”
Clarity
I’m a bit of a slut, she admits.
Any guy, anywhere that it fits!
Like, I can’t get enough…
I like being fucked rough…
Up the arse too, as long as he spits.
Feminine logic
“So, just what are you fucking implying?”
She said. “Have you been fucking spying?
You say I’m a slut…
I might be, maybe, but
Anybody who says so is lying!”
Anybody’s
She has two joys in life, sex and booze.
Not particular much who she screws.
Swap a fuck for a drink…
It saves having to think…
This or that bloke? Or choose.
On a hiding to nothing
“See her, naked! Vile, blasphemous bitch!”
Roared the priest, whip hand starting to twitch.
“Incubus, or foul slut…”
(The whip’s lash stung and cut…”
Witch or harlot, it matters not which!”
Ice melting
She was frigid, but once, if ignored,
She’d been fingered and licked some, she thawed,
To become quite the slut…
Well, not utterly, but…
Very fucking unladylike! Lord!
Educational opportunity
Those big titties, her tight little arse;
She’s a constant distraction in class.
Little slut! Thinks she’s cool…
Well, she’ll stay after school,
Fuck him too, if she wants a damn pass!
Below his station
Pretty, drunk and half naked, eyes glassy,
A slut, he supposed, cheap and brassy,
But still… what damn luck!
So he gave her a fuck,
In the lane out the back. Pretty classy!