Photo Fighter
I walked down to the Pub, an oft occurrance
Bored as I had nothing to do
Met this lady named Kate on the way down the street
and quickly a conversation did ensue
She told me she thought I was a pretty lass
But then changed it to exotic looking soon
I noticed her hand on the side of my ass
And I decided she was naught but a loon
Patting my bum and standing quiet close
She whispered her intent in my ear
Kate was a madam she wished me to pose
For glossies of porn I did hear
At that I did smile she nodded with grace
Pulling me on as my ass she did pat
I laughed so damned hard on the way to her place
Then my fist met her face, laid her out flat