It’s all done over the internet
So to you, it’s innocent.
You flash this one a smile
The other needs more sentiment.
One gushes about your intelligence
The other wants a photo of your cock.
You’d think a man wouldn’t have that around
But you have plenty in stock.
They all beg you to come see them
“Please come over today!”
You pull them off with gentle ease
“Perhaps, some day.”
You see, we always take our honor
Everywhere we go.
I’m not here to play your internet game
And I will not feed your ego.