The brazen young man with a 'tude,
Said, "Yo, I'm a good looking dude,"
He figured his "date,"
Should be paid half the rate,
As he admired himself, in the nude.
So, he surfed the CERB ads with that thought,
Thinking, "She won't reject me, I'm hot!"
He made a few choices,
And imagined the voices,
Scream his name as he found the right spot.
But no one accepted this snob,
And no one would touch his wee knob,
You see, this rude jerk,
Never thought of this work,
As a valid and substantive job.
The moral, my friends, is quite true,
Whether booking with Jane, Beth or Sue,
When you bargain a session,
You'll soon learn a lesson,
That ends with your palm, full of goo.