First we fuck. Then we fight.
We Bury ourselves every night.
Dig up ourselves in the morning bright
well rested again to fuck, then fight.
Fuck me senseless. Fuck me raw.
Like some deleted scene from Saw.
Not like one of your French girls, Jack –
I want your cum to shoot through my back.
Take out some vertebrae –
I don’t need them anyway.
Just prop me up on my knees
And have me any way you please.
I live for your balls slapping my chin.
Knock my teeth out, jam your cock in
Baby, if I start gag, start to vomit –
Just scrub my mouth out with some Comet.
What’s me is yours, and what’s yours is divine.
It’s for your pleasure all day I pine.
I am your toy, I will obey.
Especially when you throw me away.
Every sin is a wage you must pay
Even only nabbing from the offering tray.
So if you are going to bother –
You May as well Fuck your mother and kill your father.
Take a torch to city hall
Find your enemies and sever their balls.
Rip out their ovaries
And string them from the tallest trees.
Fulfill all your wildest desires
Turn every stone, stoke every fire.
I am a saint and would do no such things;
I love my wife and respect this ring.
Buy if I ever were to stray –
Know that there would be hell to pay.
Teffetit’s teeth bit the tit which mother licked.
Granny’s wet, daddy’s down.
Momma just went out of town.
Took the condoms, stupid bitch –
Now Teffe’s got that granny itch.
Not all bad he got her too –
tore her brown starfish in two.
Stuffed her vag with malt and hops
so he gets drunk while he slops
those luscious lips of liquor licked.
Sister said she wants in –
she just now got into men;
used to take it doggy style
with a great Big Dane porking her pile.
Slobbed a little on her back
before its nut spilled out the sack.
Palms sweaty, can’t you tell?
Your knees get weak from her smell.
Seventeen years she waited so long
To grip so hard your little dong.
Pull aside her sequined thong.
Jerk her down – pump that slut
Then go nut on on her gut.
I think I will pass
On the thought of eating ass
My tongue is pure as new fallen snow
The taste of ass I do not know.
I would not eat ass in the USA
Or eat ass at the Appian Way
I would not eat ass under the sea
I would not eat ass if it were free.
If you served the finest ass
From the finest lad or lass
Whose cheeks contain a colon vast
It would not be my first or my last.
Give me something sugary. Give me something sweet.
If you ask Kellogg, this will make me beat my meat.
Flavorful foods flare up the flogging of our logs
And lead to fetishes like furries and fucking dogs.
I do not know if this is true;
I did this all before and now I still do.
I’d still bang
From her horns my cum would hang.
Gnash her teeth into brimstone
As I thrust in her my bone.
She will scream to wake the dead
They will gather around around our bed.
To our rhythm they will dance
Our love will bind them in a trance.
The devil’s spawn will rise from my seed
And take the earth on fiery steed.
This is my will, it will be done –
I will rule eternal through my son.