When I flirt, I wear a shirt
And nothing down below,
I raise my hem, and flash my quim
And give my little show.

A beaver shot, will make him hot.
His pants will feel so tight.
I spread my lips and grind my hips
I watch him turn pale white.

When I drop my skirt, and end my flirt,
I watch his face grow sad.
My butt I'll sway, as I walk away
Some people think I'm bad.

But no harm is done, I'm having fun
And besides I'm two plus four.
I'm a little runt, with hairless cunt.
I dress just like a whore.

Mom thinks it's cute, when I make men shoot
And stain their pants in front.
At the mall, we have a ball
Showing off my cunt.

But Mom wants more for her little whore.
She wants my cherry plucked.
A nice big stud, to pound my pud,
She wants to get me fucked.

If you're well-hung and like 'm young
We'll meet you at the mall.
Take my hand, out to your van
Where we can have a ball.

Mom knows I'm tight, but it's alright
She'll help you pop my cherry.
She'll spread my knees, as wide as you please.
For all of the cock can you bury.

If you're in town and hanging around
I'll suck your cock just right.
I'm two plus four, but I'll be your whore,
Meet us on Saturday night.

.......Is it a date? I hope so, 'cause my six-year-old pussy's awful itchy.

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This is an invitation to stir the blood of all true pedophiles. But remember, if sound too good to be true, it may not be true. Two plus four could mean that Officer Jones weights 204 pounds, has a badge, and a pair of handcuffs. Move slowly.