*CLICKY CLICKY*
click on that pic right up there to commence with the chorus
CUOTE=cute + hot, CUOTES=quotes
my cock
my cock inside this white sock
is for your juicy lips alone.
slobber at it with your spit,
munch it and slide onto it with your mouth,
cover it in saliva, lunch on it, it's all yours,
yours alone
as we begin the first stage of our connection dance.
you and i are powerful symbols in our campaign against hate,
we love quietly in a room far out into space,
no one can find us to criticize and print it.
i take a clump of your hair, you continue back and forth
skull-fucking for justice and savings,
the time comes for cum, my semen floods your tongue,
you swallow up the elixir of life,
and the first volley is shot, the first battle waged,
will we last the entire war? will these quotes testify surely
to what we accomplish from now on?
out there, all out there is fragile,
all we have, all we have is each other: my dill, your pills, no kills 'til we chill.
we are THE FRAIL (CLICK HERE),
together we must not fail.
CLICK HERE FOR THE NAUGHTY HANGOUT
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10 comments:
This is an interesting song...very interesting...I can't stop reading it... lol
I don't know what it is - but you make me laugh so much. Right from the 'clicky clicky' at the top of the post lol. The song, or poem, was truly heartfelt ;-) Nice!
Cock in a sock?
LOL
You should be the next Dr. Seuss ;)
I can see it now...
Fox cocks in socks on box with rocks... ;)
:*
~Kazi xxx
I immediately thought "Drop the cock and grab the sock!" like drill instructors would say...but how when you have both? ;)
Kazi beat us to the Dr. Seuss reference! That's exactly what this sounds like. Well, three-whiskeys-later, just-don't-give-a-fuck Dr. Seuss, anyway.
jax: it's a poem straight from my heart, no artifice or jokes this time.
LIR: i was able to find a sock big enough just at the last minute...
kazi: Dr. Seuss wanted to go nasty and naughty, but his publisher told him it wouldn't sell. actually, Seuss did go dark and existential one time...
nv: i hated my drill instructor, i called him a fuckstick and he almost killed me. later, when i found out it was all Kubrick, i smoked a bowl and all was okay again.
jj: Kubrick + Seuss + late phoenix - late phoenix = genius
Elixer of life? Yeah, I have tried to convince Mia of that when she is feeling a little under the weather. No luck so far.
The hunger incited must surely be sated. Bring forth the flood...
(Intensely evocative and sexy piece, babe. Thank you for my 7am smile.)
vv: at my house, it's either that or the Flintstones vitamins
cheeky: when you smile, i smile
nice
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