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