Monday, March 24, 2003

A hooker revolution

The little hooker
came once
sat next to us
and asked for money

She moved her ass
shot her sweet smile
made us laugh
and asked for money

Finished her drink
with her spastic accent
showed us her cunt
and asked for money

She carressed our balls
secretely disgusted
jerked off our cocks
and asked for money

She took my balls instead
not even one Euro
I showed her the door
and ordered for a shot

Hookers, hookers, hookers
of the modern world
sell your soul for nothing
show your ass for something

Our society's cornerstone,
giving shelter to the stupid ones
the fat, the ugly, the uncapable
What would they do without you?

A revolution....

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