He wanted to know if I had money,
if I was funny
and when could he taste my honey?
He wanted to know who was I?
Who was that guy?
And why did I cry?
He wanted to know if I was a ho.
Who did I know?
And was my kindness just for show?
Oh those men, didn't bother with these,
their tests were a breeze.
I felt a chill, then a sneeze.
They were making me sick,
had names like Dick, Mick, and Lick--
the Internet, you gotta love it!
Nicholl McGuire
