So come on all you punters
You hunters and laymen
Come seek the pleasures
Of vulnerable things
And wallow for weeks
In the guilt that it brings
In the cold light of day
When you've had your way
But you just won't let go
Streetgirl - Ways of mocking
Men's predictable sense
Streetgirl - predational ways
Easy lays and younger days
Short skirt will catch the eye
Even the shy can't help buy
Braless top or push'em' up
Will surely stop and make
Jaws drop of all who look