The hunt for cunt
Can I be blunt?
Now I’ve tasted blood,
Morality passed over
As it always should.
I talk to you as a friend.
Perhaps I bend
My own rules
And if anyone objects
Show me some respect,
Let’s keep it cool
And just forget.
So diner at my favourite restaurant.
I make you laugh.
I am always discrete,
I dress effete
And after
After
The seduction is complete.
