fark me doggie.
Nilsson in the brain and cocaine up the ane.
high high high
low low low
there no time for that now we gots to go… speeding in the blinding snow
out to fargo for a drink
out to old man taffys skating rink
pick up the ice and give it a toss, i rubbed my precum on yer lipgloss.
holy hell there goes the dog, yapping and barking, lost in the fog
he made in the window barking like mad.
a hush from angry stepdad. and silence thereafter in the cozy home
throats stuffed with paper and coated in loam
dusts of all in the scent and the taste
time to waste waste waste
thigh to waist, a tiny taste
between the sheets i took a shit
and rubbed my genitals in it. i asked for a clean
and you gave in, you said you loved to be the one getting it
so i slapped yer cunt like a baby in birth
and let it rip for all its worth.
slurp…
aww shit i came, all over the shag.
like rain on pubes, smells wet and
dang
its all soggy and worn.
after the first time
that shits torn.
