THE YARDS THAT GROW FATTER** do not to me matter while I
empty my urinary bladder on a sad day that can be no sadder for all
who harbor madder intentions towards ***** who'd straddle a ladder
My mule donkey jack *** loves you he fuzzily does, from the scuzz
of his muzzle to the sizzle of his rear end hind knee joint leg gristle
I can't in good faith **** you with a ******, Canadian seal-skin shoe
just as I can't thrill you by clubbing your unfreckled white shin blue
Feminist Oprah Winfrey's in love with Gayle King's artificial knees
Giving the dentist a groping thrill ain't going to lower no dental bill
when Eskimos howl biting things about how cycles make them feel
after whitey smashes heavy steel columns across their faces for real
to spread catchy disease hot spots among Akron's gentrified genteel