Lets sit this one out three full hours of passion clear tunes of my night so proud when my city danced in fashion Eleven days later

Sit straight and smile although it takes a while —now the master looks at me I blush and smarten instantly The Mans _olta he could read

Every you praises so soft my skin but why wont you take me away with an epic drag, a lay within but Im thirsty and cant stay My horny made-up hunger

A coming home for the sister of blood and taste in men A screaming down my blister why dont you declare an assembly b… Im all mine and my mind on the men…

Without my fire the world is so cr… But I can no longer have a rest without my desire Im a fool I count the days of my pallid ches… With cookies and ancient Hittites

Alone at the loner stoner home of… I smell smoke and step a bit forwa… into to the tunnel of bright night… with chocolate and him shining lig… I cannot rhyme with a stuffed mout…

Ut pictura poesis decipher my defective truth! Lead ad absurdum your analysis of analogies to my youth! My ornament, your substition

A spokesman in tongues Liar from the ground Citifies my ambulance kills me, safe and sound If you hate the way I roll

Oh propitiatory spells new melodies, favourable year with sabellic consecration of hill… I brew my magic potion beer Did I say I wanna stop

A hypocritic interview Im not where I shall be cut a holiday into two for trepidant hips to see Frantic songs and potatoes mesh

Who are you to wave your finger Who are you to judge a singer? Press my button and Im goin down turn out the light not to see my f… Overflowed by a wall of soundtrack…

Hello little Scorpio! You are much before time, with waterflooded lungs: I dedicate to Nouel this rhyme. Last night I danced

Postvibrant lowering dawn of liquid skies in the garden blessed be the birdlike family on trees of which my will must har… Two more blows and Im done

I must confess, I dont know where… some nose might say it is too much Italic progress of my reconstructe… and I count on their verdant grudg… when I barytonize my archaic m-ste…

Brightest Future comes to fade, ninety nightmares now are left, cant retain my adaptation shade, an apparition derived but deft. Have you tasted life, like me?