My cold Connie Candice Clover, let us climb a clingingly cautious,
**** cured, clean-queen cypress tree on fatherless-****-run Cyprus
It's true 'cause Jesus believes it, no ******* teen ****, with an hour-
glass figure, could **** M.I.T.'s most honored mathematical ******
I ain't looking to have my **** *** scratched by a goofy communist
'cause Rome wasn't built in a day, & I don't want no more homosex
from you, now that you have confessed to being homosexually gay.
All imperialist gringos must go to Peru, eat lima beans & rob banks
& corner the prison market on made-from-spoon-razor-sharp shanks