Come, sit down and I'll tell you a story. I wrote it many a year ago.
It's long, and it might offend...
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A stripper and a King,
they met in a bar.
He, drank wine from a fancy glass.
She, drank beer from a jar.

The King said to the stripper in a seductive tone:
“Follow me home, and I’ll make you moan.
I’m filthy rich, as you can see,
I’ll make you into whatever you want to be.”

The girl leaned closer, with shimmering eyes.
“You, my lord, are full of lies.
You promise, without knowing what your promise will be.
But, what I want is to be free!”

“Oh, I can make you free, my sexy heart!
I’ll give you money, that’s a pretty good start.
Then I’ll give you a house, food and a car
So you don’t have to work at this sleazy bar.

After that, I’ll make you my queen!
I’ll even share my kingdom, I’m not mean.
When I’ve given you all this, you will be what you want to be:
You will be free!
No more work to live through the day.
What do you say?”

“With your gifts, you say I’ll be free?
It sure doesn’t look like that to me!
Your gifts will have me chained even more
than I am when working this floor.

You say you’ll make me a queen?
But here are things you haven’t seen;
To share your majestic throne would be a prisoner’s life.
It would cut my freedom off like a knife.
You see, your life is captivity at the very top.
Your responsibilities and fear of failure will never stop!”

The handsome king stared at his sexy whore.
She wasn’t just breasts, she was more.
The king was stunned by the fact she had brains,
she could see what he hadn’t seen: His chains.

Her ill statement turned into a thorn in his side
The anger in his voice he didn’t hide.
“So, how about you, my seductive bitch?
Where is your freedom? You are not even rich!”

She placed his hand upon her chest
and let it slide down to touch her warm soft breast.
“I have my freedom within my reach.
Just like everyone else, that is what I teach.”

Enthralled, he looked into her eyes and saw a burning flame.
Then she said: “But you and I are not the same.
I have my freedom closer than you.
To be free, there is only one thing I have to do...”

“Well then, my lustful witch, tell me how you can be so free?
You’re just a simple a whore, and that’s all you’ll ever be.”

“Oh, but my King, you are trapped for the rest of your days.
You will never leave your precious majestic place.”

She leaned close and graced his ear with her luscious lips.
At the same time she touched his thigh with her fingertips.
Then she said in a whisper to the King:
“If you think me a whore, well then that’s my thing.

I have no responsibilities, no power. No riches to hold me back.
I can go wherever I please, follow whatever track.

Whenever I want, I can walk out the door.
Men like you, need girls like me, more now than ever before.”

The sassy girl got up from her stool.
She walked out the door,
and left the King looking a fool.

is on the billboard this time.
And you really want to go visit, just look at those colours and energy!