Lady of Leisure

Gary Arnold met a girl
a lady of the night
he offered her a wad of cash
to set his loins alight.

He led her to his parent’s house
and sneaked her up the stair,
excited by the prospect of
a lady’s underwear.

“What kind of girl you take me for?”
she said with nasal whine
“before you try to bed a girl
invite her first to dine.”

“Of course,” said he with blushing cheek
what would you like to eat?”
“You,” she said, “I’ll star with head
and finish at the feet.”

And despite Gary’s sudden rush
of groin-inducing measure,
she shed her skin and ate him up:
A monster’s plate of pleasure.