I'm shy to shiver, cry me a river, but deliver my silver, it was my company shunning me in the month we had slithered, this Earth will quiver, but I bicker to eliminate quicker, though it retaliates by gravitating traps till I'm sicker, so it gets richer, I picture me alone with a hitcher, I wish to ditch her, never kiss her, glitch, stitch and then ***** her, but who's the tricker?, my scripts or just the fact that she's thicker with all my flickers, predictable, this chick is just slicker.