Red that $tings.

I take a puff from the spliff
watch how she splits on the stage.
My, what a gift.

Tonight she wears red.
Red bra, red thong.
God, she could make crawl.

It makes me rage to think
she'd never be in a cage for me,
Tied up just for a glimpse of her pink.

Of course that wouldn't suffice.
I'd need more than one slice,
I want her whole. The greatest prize.