The bitch is a tease

Inspired by true events. Every week at the store by my house comes this bitch, all dressed up like the grocery store is where to wear your finest garb. I watch as she turns heads, though she, unlike the bitch in the poem, seems mostly unaware though, doesn't seem to notice the men following her...once I saw her in an almost sheer tee shirt, a lovely coral color, no bra...could barely stop myself from throwing her down and fucking her in the candy aisle.

What? No Camel Toes!

Your observations are spot on as I think all the main grocery stores have their resident 'tease'..... A few of the rhymes are a stretch but the story line and content were fun to read and review. Thanks for sharing.

I can't get this line out of my head...

"on the hunt, with her cunt, and cart of bananas" it's been in there for days. Thanks a lot.

Nicely done!

The words keep running through my head. Caught up in the haze... Does she find what she seaks or continue to leave tongues wagging in a daze?
I enjoy reading your poetry. Thank you for sharing!