A poem by a stripper boyfriend
Clackport
Washington
Why do you strip club customers hate on me?
Is it because you want my girlfriend's pussy?
You have to pay for it, and I get it for free.
Call me a loser, but really I'm living the American Dream.
I don't work, I smoke weed all day, and my girl pays all the way.
Why are you in the strip club? You can't get pussy in the real world?
Hate all you want, but next time you get a dance from your "sweetie", just remember all that money is going to me :)
Is it because you want my girlfriend's pussy?
You have to pay for it, and I get it for free.
Call me a loser, but really I'm living the American Dream.
I don't work, I smoke weed all day, and my girl pays all the way.
Why are you in the strip club? You can't get pussy in the real world?
Hate all you want, but next time you get a dance from your "sweetie", just remember all that money is going to me :)
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This guy that made this "poem" was a acquaintance of mine for awhile. Trust me, this guy is a piece of shit. He beats women up, he doesn't work (well he sells drugs) he's been to jail numerous times. Surprisingly he's pulled quite a few decent looking strippers. I don't know if that says more about strippers or more about him.