A Body For Your Service
I'm a ****, womaniser, philandering man whore,
I'm a player of every woman I know.
Every single and divorced, each widowed and married,
Every man's lawn it is I that will mow.
I wine and then dine, laugh, smile, and chat,
She feels needed, important, secure.
I help her feel want for the feelings she feels,
And safe to feel feelings of impure.
Others want quick, straight to the point,
No staring at stars or the moon.
Like a quick text message to meet at her place,
On Tuesday around about noon.
What I do is so nice, I'm so good for this town,
How I live is kind of an art.
I provide what women need, want or desire,
All from the goodness of my heart.
For SO Saints and Sinners contest. this was written 10th September
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2016
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