often your talk
boils down to how attractive you are
or have been
and i just keep on listening
i think i must give you the challenge of shane:
walk down the road
have a hundred dollar bill in your hand
make a man choose: sex with you or the hundred dollar bill.
it's fine with me: i'll give you a hundred more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem