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That's You , Miss Sue - Part 11
🕑 Added 2022-05-13 06:00:03 +0000 UTCThe 2nd song ends far too soon
Your head drops shamefully down,
The manger’s voice curtly commands
“Drop your panties girl - let’s see that pubic mound.”
You shimmy your shoulders
And wiggle your ass to the seductive beat,
Then, with a sigh, you slide you panties over your hips,
Until they fall disgracefully puddled at your feet.
As your panties descend
So does all your female self-respect,
You’ll never be considered a “Lady” again,
The reality of this you cannot deflect.
There you stand Miss Sue - in your birthday suit
Just another cunt shamefully exposed,
Displayed bare-assed upon a stage
Clad only in heels and thigh-high hose.
All the men blatantly gawk at you
Faces reflecting lewd and lascivious desires,
You’ve come a long, long way baby
From your performances in church choirs.
Face burning with shame
You glance at Karen - looking for solace,
But her stark countenance speaks volumes,
It’s clear she thinks your conduct is atrocious.
Your eyes blur with tears
As you shift your gaze to Bill,
“Is that a bulge in his pants?”
OMG - you begin to fill ill.
The condescending smirk in his face is something
You’ve never seen from a man before,
You recognize the cruel truth,
He now views you as nothing but a whore.
