How many are taking the money
Promised by the painted toadstool-dicked
And how many are about to find themselves
Fucked by the same
Pounded again from behind
Briefly but still for far too long
And left without aftercare
Taking a small blown load because
Some money is better than none
And regretting it but not denying the need?
We are all of us whores.
Some are more honest, and more power to them.
But none of us aren't
And we should remember more fondly those who are more open.
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