I got a chrome coat, so I don’t rust ****, why do you look nonplussed? He cussed How can you so immensely scorn, not trust? Believe me. I’m contently keeping the company warm and buzzed Until they’re completely stuffed Just don’t make a fuss, with intent to harm or bust Cause it’s no rush Save for my tense disgusting thrusts As he discussed the topics, he thought she blushed Churning and turning from dawn to dusk The stink of my lust is a crusty musk