She’s a slut you know
She makes them cum she lets them go.
She wears her tank tops way too tight
She wears short skirts.
It’s just not right.
She leads them on
They can’t help but fall
Into her wicked snare
Enthralled.
You can’t blame them.
She’s a manipulative whore
A line of suitors out the door.
Her soft skin, drives them insane
A pity she doesn’t have a brain.
She should cover up. Hide her skin
Then maybe our men wouldn’t sin.
Let’s blame her. Let’s call her a easy
Because it could never be that our men are sleazy.
She’s so beautiful and so pretty
It just makes us feel extra shitty
We’d rather judge her wanton ways
How else would we spend our boring days?
(c) Slumpless
