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I Got Burnt By a Ho

I started with 50, ended with 25 She gave me nothing, just a lot of jive I told her pimp I want my money back She is not under factory warranty, there is no contract I have seen her show, but she no mo jo I can't believe, just like that, I was burnt by a ho She tells me that pleasure runs with pain I am not a pilgrim, I am not John Wayne I tell her only my bank account hurts when I breathe She says, to please my customer,I always have something else up my sleeve I tell her never mind, I will cut my loss You are supposed to be a ho, I wouldn't reccomend you to my boss I can't believe I was outsmarted by someone with the intelligence of Larry, Curly and Moe It is too embarrassing to admit I got burnt by a ho You smell like fish, so go work at Cannery Row I would have been more successful if I would have selected Flo I will always wonder what could have been I hope she ends up in Depends I picture her in a diaper with no self control Avoid the fishy one, I got burnt by that ho

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