Netcees - ROUND TWO: (R)Nigma vs. (13)trap

Make. Believe.

We were only seventeen! Both wild childs, but had good hearts
Our family lives have amplified the smiles we had bookedmarked
I took to rye, she was more a Gewürztraminer wine girl
Bright as porcelaine diamonds, she was sure to shine up my world
We were forced to try and snort some lines as highschool soared on by us.
Our portrait was important, we conformed to hide in normal sight
A chorus of adepts advise the forming of a mortal minded Mordecai
They said It’s time for an investment, spend in credit, it’s the best way!
Just pay for education, pick a trade, obtain the best grades
The stress, it gave me chest pains, mind would wander where it shouldn’t
I would ponder where they took him, why his sons life wasn’t looked at
Sometimes I’d find old books to read of father and his goodness
Mom provides me with a bushel, and as eyes both stalk the pile
She confined one, said it’s gloomy and did not want me to look at it
Guess Dad was wild in his youth, it seems like all of us are crooked
But he glided up to Chief of the police before they took him
Ratted by his own policemen, he was swallowed for a good rest
But was honored by his team and I responded quick with good sense
Just like mice pursuing boots of cheese... I followed in his footsteps

. . .

Soon as I got off duty, just to swallow off the blues, I thought I’d call a hooker
Of all the slags to choose and send me, why’d the booker have to choose her..
I described the bluish dress I had requested on the new girl
I’m Lieutenant. been accredited with excellence, the truths blurred
My blemish is embezzling percentages to screw girls
Deception in it’s method, yes unethical, but Lou serves them!
Tap, tap.. Finally! Race off to the door to find my maiden
She had huge curves, boobs firm, bet her juices mighty tasty
Her hat was slightly faded and it’s hiding sight from faces
Such nostalgia as she prowled, it’s the liveliness I’m craving
She said ‘Thousand for an hour’ price was high but I still paid it
To my amazement, as the hat tipped backwards and our eyes drew
I find the grace of my past chapter, lady love from back in highschool
As I go to make an action, grasp a thigh or maybe swipe her cooch
YOU BITCH! Its bad.. No sex for me, well SHIT, since I’m a cop, I’m screwed
She quickly flips a badge and then arrests me for soliciting a prostitute