Sexy Rhymes for Woke Adults - 7

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Wishing for more after seeing a sad incident from out at sea
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Part 5 of the 7 part series

Updated 06/10/2023
Created 02/02/2021
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Ode to a Siren

Holy shit are you serious?
He just kept on walking…
Left you on a rock
While we floated there gawking

Cold sea at our backs like frost before thaw
And we cannot believe what our eyes just saw
We wish he’d kept going would have been his loss
We assume he’s the type to act “like a boss”

Floating into the rocks we gave you a look
Did not want our intentions to be mistook
You took it all in like it had happened before
If we were you girl we’d show him the door

Then he came back that was end of chit chat
“Hey how u doin? Or something like that
We closed our eyes leaned back on our rock
And proceeded to listen to both of you talk

There was no love there in the hot afternoon air
Words spoken clear but no tender moment to spare
Like a bird with clipped wings you sat and you watched
As other birds spread out their wings and took off

It’s painful to know that inside of you
Is a person split down the middle in two
One that sees good in all that she has
The other who wants what she hasn’t had

And that other she makes you want to act bad
While the first responds by making you sad
Is there no in-between are we doomed to repeat
The mistakes that we make when we try to cheat

That is the difference when you say what you want
And you mean what you say and get what you flaunt
And that is the difference an open heart gifts
To those within whom a second spirit lives

So when the pink moon rises full and far to the east
Meet me at that spot take it in like a feast
Watch the eagles above taking flight as they please
Take comfort that soon all your burdens will ease

Two sirens together luring men to their shame
Partners in crime for a new type of game
Two tigers uncaged no longer tame
Same begets same do it all without blame

Dashing men’s hopes and dreams on the rocks
Leaving them standing there naked in socks
Hands over their cocks exposed by the rail
The only way back up a steep slippery trail

And every time we play this game without fail
Feel the wind fill our sails feel the sun ease our ails
See the moonlight flicker and dance to their wails
Know the pain that losing one’s shame it entails

So what is the cost of this dangerous play?
Putting others to shame by night and by day
What of the men left abashed by the sea
If they get nothing from us then they’ll be angry

It would be so much better if they were to laugh
At such a funny story a truly great gaffe
Amazed that they got what they met us there for
Content enough to let shame out the door

A prank’s only funny if it isn’t enraging
And that’s why this one is just so engaging
Every play’s a gamble and all bets need waging
So if you want to fly trip the trap you’ve been staging

An impish grin and a roguish farewell
A kiss on the cheek and a story to tell
Thx a whole bunch for ringing my bell
That last nasty trick was sure hot as hell

See you up the bluff mind the climb it’s a bitch
When the going gets tuff the tuff become switch
Watch out for the nettle it will sting and then itch
This whole thing went off without even a hitch

The smile on our face is a fleeting reward
Been waiting a while we’re starting to get bored
Is he dead? Uh oh now we’re beginning to wonder
Did we make a mistake, was this all a big blunder?

Nope there he is emerging from the dark
Eyes lit up with a new-found fiery spark
Oh shit he’s so mad quick throw him a beer
The man’s gone thru hell now he knows he is queer

Put your hands on his arms give his lips a quick taste
Metallic and tangy down his chest fingers trace
He wants his revenge so take him back to your place
He can take it all out on our ass and our face

Now that his shame’s all left by the barnacle-y bay
And he’s starting to know he’s just a little bit gay
One day he’ll say thanks for leading the way
Now your reward’s just a good fucking lay

That’s what is known when the pink moon’s fully grown
In that twilight an eagle from nest will have flown
And taken to air on what seemed like a dare
Without a care off to wherever it’s blown

Two friends for life bonded by strife
Ties to the past severed by a knife
A loving gift of a husband and wife

All that you need and the things you most desire
Freedom from your fief and escape from your spire

All your regret burned like paper in fire
Nobody again will ever call you a liar

Take fate by the hand we all have something to do
You have the power to make your dreams come true

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