Judy Strikes Out

To the supermarket Judy drove with burning cunt.
Thinking it a place to meet a guy.
Through the store she wandered on a strictly carnal hunt,
There to find a man and not to buy.

By the produce section was a tall and handsome buck
Checking out the apples and the peas
“That’s the one,” she told herself, “The guy I’m gonna fuck.
Gave his ass a friendly little squeeze.

Up to Judy came his wife and she was really pissed.
Rage and ire were rampant on her face.
“Leave my man alone and get away from him,” she hissed.
Judy left to try some other place.

At the meat department was another handsome bloke
Judy went to him to try her luck.
Subtlety was not her thing, so Judy plainly spoke,
“Hey,” she said to him, “I wanna fuck.”

“Oh, who doesn’t, Sweetie,” he responded to her plea.
Both his wrists were limp as any rag.
I am also looking for a man to jump on me.
That, and only that, and not a hag.

At the checkout stand there was a bagger, tall and trim.
Never had she seen a man so hot.
“I will need your help out to my car,” she said to him.
So they went out to the parking lot.

“Got an itchy pussy,” Judy whispered to the hunk.
Thinking she would give him quite a ride.
“I can’t tell imported cars apart.” He closed the trunk.
Left her there, unfucked, unsatisfied.