I'm In Love (With A Dead Dog)

When I first met you, I knew I loved you

Now that one + one is two

I don't want to cum inside of you

Now I kiss your lips

Now I mount your hips

Now I read your mind

Your slimey hind- sublime!

I'm feeling the peeling, mind reeling

I race unto the plague

I'll bring you a big coat of butter to slick your dead dick way

I'm in love with a dead dog...

Paw in fist we stalk through the rutabaga garden

We've been to the clinic, we know our love is clean

We walk together, but fill up separately

The butter so bitter, the shitter

Well it gapes vacantly

The higher the litter, the shitter

Has justly righted three...

(the death of pookie)

You begin to bore me, with your breath like rubber

You scream 'don't stop'

I hope you don't pop

I'm in love, with a shove

Meaty glove