Snow White of course, I love the sort With sensuous repose Was dancing on the bar not far from where I kept the rows Of Houses Black that snuggle back and tingle in your toes
“To Liquid's floor” I did implore “My Lady, come to dream Please leave your heights and fill my nights with thoughts of softest cream
(She jumped to me, I caught her clean and brought her to the ground)
Somehow she knew then, right away, just what her night had found Another smooth, deceptive fool whose heart could only pound
She bit in spite, hard down in me A ****** path of entropy
I grabbed her, whispering low and mean “I'll teach you of the XOR machine...” She cocked an eye but failed to see so on I went impatiently “I'll teach you of the XOR machines where one and one to nothing come but all alone are free”
Smiling sly she arced a stream (with new light in her eyes agleam) of blood upon the dancing sea into the noice of girls and boys with mad emphatic glee