candy

She said her name was Candy
I said does that mean you enjoy a sweet
She asked me if I was feeling randy
She asked did I need a VAT receipt

She asked do you have a room
I said no I have booked a full suite
She asks if she should she wear a costume
I say no but I do have a thing for feet

She said weird shit counts as extras
And there is not much she finds offensive
She says she is multi-jointed and ambidextrous
I realise this will end up being very expensive

When she takes me up I realise my blunder
It's becoming blurry and difficult to think
And before I pass out drunk I wonder
Did she put something in my drink?

Waking up I feel so hungover and forlorn
My body battered is just one huge bruise
Left me with my bumhole gaping and torn
She also stole my wallet and my shoes