Street Prostitute: Dark Angel

[heres my street poet slammin, enjoy it] Toke my snake! Yes, drag on that flesh cigar untill you get your fill. Sqeeze that big twinky till the cream oozes out into your mouth. Enjoy the sweet taste, don't let it goto waste by letting it dribble off from your lips. And after you have sucked every last drop of my venom, you will enjoy a pat on the head as I drop a quarter to the floor and walk out the door. The last sound you will hear, before that wooden barrier closes, is me thanking you for nothing.