Sex, Degradation, and Death Songs, Vol. One.

 

foot'flict
finger'footle,

a fuck as juicy  as   bare'assed  f r u i t ,
tongue
wigglin' unto the thee now-naked  c o r e.

holy momma! Look at them nectars  d r i p.
(better get them lips ready to suck)

The Delta of Venus, indeed. Go down, go down!
before the flora withers and dries and dies
just like the oldfools cock-a-dick do.

No more beauty poon-tang for you, ol'daddy'o !
No more naked nymphs to swim with.
(You probably missed the best fucks of your life by
       trying to be so fckn 'polite' (or whatever) )

Now it's time to take a seat in the dead-pecker section
       on the trolly-car to
                        Hell For Them Who Regrets
                                         as
 time has come for thee time to go.
                                        
                                     And, fchrisakes,
                                                    Quit tryin't find yr wee little dickybird,
                                                             (He's hiding for the duration)

                                                                              (   Get  
                                                                                  out     of
                                                                                             The Way.  Let the
                                                                          young ones fuck it All up from here)

                                                                             Get a move on now, git, git!
                                                                        

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