The Prostitute and the Suit

A blonde college chick stands by a traffic lights. Its an old one been there since 1965 When green it's slightly darker than her eyes She waits by the cross walk And looks at indian man and talks Shes say my name Cindy may I borrow your jacket its getting windy His jacket is designer made for A basketball player named Kenny Taylor It cost about three fifty He doesnt know her well but from buissness class by a small hotel Its not really funded by the state But some people go to learn some and she gets payed She doesnt recognize him at all And after asking she slips and falls Into a mudd puddle about 30 feet deep She started drowning and begging to sink She reaches the bottom and her lungs are like a balloons filled with dirt and water When they got her out of the hole She had died along with her future Daughter. It was soon found out that the indian man was the father His name is Sean Walker His last name was changed and derived from his immigrant father. But do you think he was mad or sad, just downright blue He actually perished too But not to save his prostitute Nor their baby in the womb But for the designer jacket suit