Cheater

Playing the Feild

yvette radmore
So it would appear,
You are playing the field.

With every girl in England,
With-out a care in the world.

Your lost in this world,
That you find so amusing.

But you are old in age,
And your looks you are loosing!

So let us be clear,
And straight to the point.

You've had every scrag,
Every girl, every girl in this joint!

So don't come some so coy.

Your a man,
Not a boy!

And sex with-out a condom,
Is your utopia....your joy.

So get down the quacks,
And get yourself tested.

And stick to your age range,
Before you get arrested.

Published by yvette radmore

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