The Crying Cooter

[Nathan]

The hour is cruelly struck,
With wicked words from an evil clock.
The leprechaun, lacking luck,
Licks the deformed cock.

The darkness descends,
A blanket of despair falls.
The leperous wife is without friends,
Her lonely cooter calls.

When tomorrow meets forever,
Our paths will remain free.
The world's penis God will sever,
No urethra for flowing pee.

 

[Pikaia]

OH YOU ARE SO DARK


















ps-check PM

 

[Nathan]

OH YOU ARE SO DARK

Perfect, that's what I was going for. Specifically, I was hoping to achieve a sort of quiet, brooding sophistication and then throw in a certain dark "je ne sais quoi" motif for good measure.

 

[Ashamed]

the green it makes me happy
the green it make me feed
the green attacks my brain cells
and releases anandamide

 

[plornive]

I like it Nathan...

 

[Ashamed]

well done

now bend over and show me your vagina