Mike Van Viceroy

Tall and handsome, a believable liar and a modest thief 
Gets high with me and the wicked green leaf 

A gentle man that only calls when he wants to come 
Text after text asking for a chance to get some 

6 times and a piece of the sweetest pie  
dressed in blue, pants, shirt and no tie  

Work boots, filthy socks and dirty underwear
Takes out the little bottle and doesn't care 

A head rush that feels like a teenage crush 
Begs for my finger while the smell continues to linger

I am his queen while he reaches for my toy 
I stop and yell you're a fool Mike Van Viceroy 

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.