Softcore pornography and dead clownfish piled up on your lawn
Stroked its tender tentacles of fluorescence
You said you liked to record clownfish moan
Don't try to find some underlying meaning,
The faint yellow line
Where the cryptics hover like ghosts
From the crypts of meaning
No more than pure wordplay,
So much more than the psychotic jumble of humor words
Throw in some sausages and scrambled languages to fill the cracks
One day the milkman comes and the petunias will be our favorite part of the day
So, sweet anemone
Lady of the sea, her hair flows and moves with the flow of the currents
Throw me a packet of Wrigley's Salted Gum
We'll make it till the end, she whispered into my ears
So make me a daisy-chain of dead sponges and rounded glass
Proudly display the physical display
of a human-anemone reproduction softcore full hd 1080p xvideos circa 2007
*nonsense verses 3*
