Just My Luck

What kind of luck do I have on a plane with a smirk I can’t erase,

with an abusive underage child trafficker smiling in my face?

Looking at me as if I could be a potential client.

Money talks, bullshit walks is the defiance.

He’s telling me how he has his own island.

If I had the right price, he could give me a challenge.

He says “Nothing but beauty surrounds me each day.”

If I joined a club on his island, I could have it that way.

Maxwell interrupts and offers some advice.

She says “It is very prestige, we don’t invite you twice.”

You see, Maxwell screens all the potential victims they use.

Epstein tests them out before he decides to choose.

He leans back in and says “It all can be trusted.”

But as soon as the plane landed, His nasty ass was Busted!!!!