Punk

Travel to abyss,

always hit or miss.

Some mostly insist,

Its difficult to resist.

Excuse me miss,

How's a bout a kiss.

Pucker up she said,

slapped instead.

Tail between legs,

pumping kegs.

Drunk as a skunk,

wake up in a trunk.

 

Punk.

 

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