Please help me, I’m in great need.

Could I borrow you, if your free?

I’ll be honest and up front with you.

To tell you the truth, I’m just not that into you.

It’s okay, it’s not me, it’s you.

You see, I don’t care much about getting to know you.

But I heard you have a big dick.

Now I’ve been honest with you,

Could you return the favor?

I want to know without a doubt,

Do you have a big dick?

Are the rumors true?

If so, do you know how to work it properly?

It’s such a wasted shame to meet a man,

Who has it all but doesn’t understand.

I’m so, so tired of wimpy men.

Who don’t have any education.

Oh, he is such a sissy in bed!

Up, down, in, out please spare me the boredom!

Cheap toys can do better tricks than you!

Is that how poorly you always perform?

The poor women whom sacrificed by picking you.

But don’t worry about them to much,

Women are hunters, so back to the bar,

Where there is always plenty of prey.

Tell me, is it just me,

Or did this generation grow-up fuck-free?

Why don’t people experiment any more?

Watch and learn from pornos, magazines, talk to your buddies,

Pay for a few whores ask them to teach you the ropes.
Cum on boys, do the sex homework.

Number 1 rule is never, ever waste a juicy vagina.

　

It’s one of the worst sex sins.

So tell me do you have the length and knowledge,

To satisfy me, remember I only want you for your dick.

Hey don’t worry it’s not me, it’s you.

I know how to rev my engine, and I work it with pride.

Are you tuned up or just another bore?

　

By,

Lorie Lee Mack 02/06/2010 copy write

To my ex, Tom, thanks for the never-ending, useless sex.

You are my inspiration for this poem