Charlotte, Feel My Caress

Gorgeous Charlotte was the goddess of illegal sex,

no restrictions applied to her naughty affections;

I met her last December at the Platinum Dolls...

everybody crazy, even policeman Alex!

Here's the question they asked me frequently,

" Why do young girls prefer mature gentlemen?

Is that because they are generous, not stingy? "

I noticed one of them brought in his oldest son!

Charlotte was a runaway and hung out with trolls,

on most nights she looked for customers in dark halls;

and without a plan for tomorrow, she held onto her belief...

Fentanyl took her life leaving her parents tons of grief!

What satisfied Charlotte completely was large sums of money,

it certainly tamed the hungry beast dwelling inside her instantly;

and selling her body to elite customers gave her access to Fentanyl...

she binged on a bottle of Vodka daily, her outlook on life was cynical!

Ah, Charlotte...I could have saved you from a death not anticipated,

little sleep and Fentanyl took you to the grave of the disgraced;

you decideed to live sinfully and freely: living it up and caring less...

ah, you lay in a coffin so cold as I whisper, " Charlotte, feel my caress! "