i‘m walking into the
liquor store
sweatpants, zip up
sweatshirt, hood on
leather jacket
boots wrapped up tightly
got to be mid thirties out
a broad is standing there
bouncing back and forth
vicious but pretty smile
on her face
she also is in her sweats
her mouth moves
up and down
and she asks me for
.50 cents
i tell her i
aint got it
i walk past her and
in to the store
grab a twelve pack
of Michelob (bottles) and
a six of miller light (cans)
i was in there for no more
than 10 minutes and when
i walk out she is gone
someone else must have
fulfilled her wants
i do wonder what
.50 cents buys
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