Male Sluts Are People Too

Her eyes were green and they were new
I believe she had said her name was Sue.
Tousled sheets, smelled of love's funky odor
Spilt from my sperm distributor loader.

A different bed, another female
This sad harlot went by the name of Gail.
Blue-eyed beauty, well, maybe she had been
But now she looked like Mickey Rooney's twin.

Ah, life goes on to different sweaty sheets
Other sad women on the prowl to cheat.
Whores and sluts and backstreet pussy to shag
I feel good, I'm a stud and start to brag.

On a quest to locate that magic stroke
Even if, in my eyes, I'm just a joke.
Back alleys, bedrooms looking for that touch
When actually, I used it as a crutch.

Looking back is painful for some to do
Our earlier life sometimes makes us blue.
Especially when it has been hardcore
I just have to wonder who was the whore.

©Jerry Pat Bolton