Sometimes, my dear,
I fear I'm too soiled for your
pristinely clean
youthful eyes to even recognize

Just fill me with wine
and wind me up
then watch the fun begin,
I'll make you squirm
with the innuendos that pour
from my mouth and body

Your face is so hopeful
and white
and I'm forever red with embarassment and regret
pumping through my blood

And every step I take
is just another moment for me
to fuck up.