MOUTHFUL OF GASOLINE

Every time that I'm on fire-

She's got a mouthful of gasoline-

She waits patient for bluest flame-

Then spits that mouthful right on me-

Every time that I am clean-

She's got a dirty,filthy stare-

I avoid her eyes to my best ability-

Though end up dirty once again-

And when I'm ready to penetrate-

I see the teeth between her legs-

Ready to chew me up and spit me out-

She knows I'll crawl back in the end-