What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Don't you just love mornings?
No fear of the monster
Look at that, how nice it slides
A match made in throat fuck heaven
I need a taste to be convinced
I have my methods, daddy
Have you met perfection?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Claim your big prize
Soft all over