Oh, unknown chimera you've ingrown into my soul like an inside out follicle and you've got me burnin like the Sahara sans aloe vera.
In vino veritas, in aquas sanitas. And you know how much water there is to go around in the Sahara, so let's drink this fine wine at least this time, and let's find the rhyme that shifts the paradigm.
Lovers do tell, what's your bother, whose your very own belle? It seems you've turned over your shell and are moreover well-done than a sundried brick after church on sunny Sunday.
And you haven't even given it a tried and true lick. Cigarette smoke, ash, and flick. You only dribbled a little spit, ****, I see. Your dumb tongue stung was my B? Sorry. I guess you won't bother to taste the salt.
Drib drab, drib drab rub it in my peeling scabs. Oh my dank dab lung shank, that's simply ab-fab. Really, at the same time it's everyone's fault and no one's at all. Brick wall fall and
I can't even remember what happened, but I can still remember how it felt...
Well, a nice solid wind and my ******* sails flew. Gotta loosen my belt if I'm gonna gobble up all of your insensitivities.
You can apologize more than a slimy politician, but even a marsh of muculent mucus could make me feel better than you did.
Throw out the key. I'll leave my door locked, but you're a steel toe boot in the door with eyes sewn shut and I'm a stepped on tail with a high pitch yelp.