That One Time, With the Pizza Chick - Part II
“You can’t pay, got no cash? Spent yer dough on this porno stash?
Tell you what, I’m kinda bored. Come here ’n close the door.”
Course I did as she had said & moved in closer to the bed,
Much too quick for spinning head. Tripped & fell onto the floor.
Laid there almost dreaming, she dropped her clothes on the floor.
Holy cow! I’m gonna score.
Could not keep face from smiling, this sexy chick, so beguiling.
Unable to contain my vim; got up, dropped towel I wore.
Excitement sprang from my crotch, could not believe I just might botch,
Perfect chance to score a notch. But too late I watched it pour,
From deep in my loins, milky failure dripped to the floor.
Alas tonight I’d not score.
Her clothes on in an instant, kept my head down as she went.
Standing in a pool of mess, I listened for the hotel door.
Her gone I started weeping. Embarrassment a funny thing,
Feed it time & it stops the sting, sharing same, still a chore.
That’s my story full & true of the time I failed to score,
With a hot pizza chick whore.