A Rhyming Bed Time Story, sent via SMS.

There once was a man who was heartbroken,
Sad and tired, his will completely taken -
He looked out the window on a new day,
And found nothing in it for him to stay.

Upset and bewildered, he walked out that day -
He wondered if there was ever going to be a way,
For him to get a proper lay.

He ran into Candy, the neighbourhood ho',
She was hot, but everyone'd been there before,
She made her usual offer, but he chose to convey -
His recalcitrance over having to pay
For something meant to be a mutual pleasure;
She laughed and said "Hon, you're a treasure",
"If you can keep me satisfied and groovy,
Maybe I'll throw you a freebie."

So he felt he had little to lose -
And went ahead, ready to cruise,
They went to his place and made crazy love;
Sometimes from below, sometimes from above -
And at the end she was breathless -
Through her noises, he could see he
Had achieved some success!
Smiling, he let her make her exit,
Only to discover that his wallet
Had been lifted!
It was there, but it was empty -
With nothing there, not even a twenty.

But just as he was about to lose faith,
He saw a note lodged within -
He picked it up and opened the crease,
In it he saw written -
You were good Hon, but it's a lot of money -
And in case, I like you too much, honey;
If you want it, you'll have to earn it slowly.
Come back tomorrow, same time if you're willing,
And we'll see if we can still keep it swingin'.

So in the end, the moral remains -
You never really never know what you want,
And you may never really get it;
But if you try sometimes, you'll find what you need -
And often, that's what you get when you do the deed.

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This is an original piece, slightly modified from the original version sent to Surabhi in a series of texts when asked for a bedtime story. Her first observation was that I'd have traumatized children - and I must agree. :-)