I like pretty girls With really tight curls That know how to dance and move me They gyrate and flex And downright perplex

Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny

My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy

I have an idea Of who I’m s’posed to be And that’s the whole reason I’ve never been happy

To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done

We chose a path Not like the rest It took a strength That can’t be matched But since we have

What if I watched with no judgement or saw without shame, nurtured your essence behind drawn shades?

The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet

I wanna kiss your scars I wanna smell your stank I wanna taste your tears I wanna lick your taint I wanna hold you close

Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow With tender leaves And shoots of peas

If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?

Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in

You told me that we’d meet halfway I’m not sure what that means ‘Cause ev’rything I need in life Is what I’ve had to be My loved ones threw me to the wolv…

I’ve never wrapped My mind around Making you feel Seen, heard, and found I didn’t know