Come hither he said with his 'come slither' eyes,
oh no oh no she resisted with her oncoming cries
'feel the power of my black mamba length, feel
it's muscle and vertebrae'd strength, feel the
pe'staltic rhythm and flow, the muscled glory, the
blackness of crow, the poison I spit in word and
in deed will service your crevice and every need..
Come hither my child, come to your fate you seem
resistant? Is it something you ate? Come hither
sweet young one, look in my eye tarry a moment
and soon you will cry as I feed my length between your
foot and your thigh....look little lady of the sweet
shores of Congo, you know this right and my name's
Ophicko...."
Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 5:57 AM UTC
Come hither he said with his 'come slither' eyes,
oh no oh no she resisted with her oncoming cries
'feel the power of my black mamba length, feel
it's muscle and vertebrae'd strength, feel the
pe'staltic rhythm and flow, the muscled glory, the
blackness of crow, the poison I spit in word and
in deed will service your crevice and every need..
Come hither my child, come to your fate you seem
resistant? Is it something you ate? Come hither
sweet young one, look in my eye tarry a moment
and soon you will cry as I feed my length between your
foot and your thigh....look little lady of the sweet
shores of Congo, you know this right and my name's
Ophicko...."
