War to Bomb


War to bomb not love in sing,


Fucking's where it's at;


Touch that evermore shall bring


A synonym for cat.


Pain the bottom of the through,


Young lovely buttercup;


What's it matter what we do


When come from down we up?


Raisin breast my cookie pull


Beginning Monday night;


Pussy isn't Sunday School,


But we think that's alright.


Suck my toe in doggie mode


If laughs attend the tyke;


Moving further up the road,


We get to what I like.


Ever went the bride to groom


And fucks the devil's fire;


When I loose her in that room,


Coit network dumb desire.


Spank and scatter violent men,


Generic breast of power;


Give me melancholy's yen


Or pussy's winsome flower.