Orange nails, brown skin, ombre hair with auburn tips
smart mouth, small tits, thin frame with no hips
phat ass, killer smile, legs for miles, what am I?
A college student with no loans, sugar daddy, nor self-control
I be damned if I get dragged into selling my soul
Damn those who run game but put my love on hold
I was once called a mermaid, maybe I’ll sing a chorus
Heal those who swim furiously but drown right by the shore
The temptation in my sweat often reveals my condition
Body language tattle-tales more often than vision
In a moment I’d rip the scales off and prance on death’s ashes
Happy twerk on a tree as if the bark politely asked for it.