Virtual collage
I see us engaged in a
multiple menagie a twist
of my tongue
I lick fablous things for fun
make thought cum at the
D
R
O
P
of a dime
a s-t-i-c-h in time
does save nine
but
I'm lookin for a poet
I'ma open up his dicktionary and blow it
Kiss his letta I refuse to stop until
he starts to cry...and plead..
He began
with the most eloquent lingustic creed...
YOU must not proceed
to give me what I need
unless I die inside of thy mouth...
I took his offer and ran with it
down south of the border
I am a word horder,gorger and
I misuse them appropriately
Mucho palabras eso es mi jugo
(many words: this is my game)
I went to mexico and came back
with that
I get off on words
like a fiend on crack
wicked and excited I get
when I use a new one
they become so much fun
Hey hey hey, I mean not so fast!
I'll be done blowed a load ween that ass
trying to trace a trail up that slit
and noodle and tickle against your clit.
cause your words is saying what I wanna know
and I like when you use that word 'blow'
-no, not talking 'bout that dirty bitch
that make my eyes water and my nose twitch
talkin' 'bout you using your slippery tongue
spittin' rhythm around an among
the words of my big dick-tionary
sexy bi-atch u, now don't-cha be contrary
we could do this thing together,
and cause a flood in cool, dry weather
whether, that is, or not you can
deal with a dirty wordy man ....