I'm balder than a bat, blinder than a cue ball & **** like pink claws
on a hammer, swifter than a termite & greasier than a wind-jammer
ice-probing the depths of my loving duct in the lime-light of glamor
to cruel jeers & sneers of a black-on-black rabble in Afrique clamor
near a quag where a ewe is rammed by a ram who's keen to ram her