Desolate

A Poem by versaceking

Desolate

lonely pinger left in tin,

how cruel that you couldn't sting,

go on flipper find a home,

you do not deserve to be alone,

pink lady in the night,

if it were up to me i'd f**k you right,

not in the p***y oh no,

i'd take you out to dinner first,

sip fine red wine to quench your thirst,

maybe a martini from the bar,

we could be on the way home in my car,

leather seats encapsuling your figure,

back home now, we should reconsider,

i look away, the light gets thicker,

one glance at my laptop and i snigger,

my laughter gives you a full head of steam,

but i can't help myself-

haha, quality meme