Kitty walks down the beach with a girl,
Why don't you **** him?
Why are his guts not
Everywhere?

Completely...
Black tights squeezed
On a tight little frame
Touch me, feel me in every way

Nonsensical with the golden sun,
I'm gilded not golden
As I'm always reminded.
It feels so good to kiss me,
Doesn't it?

Yeah well, you stirred up a stew
With complex flavors
I turn beet red
When it does me favors

I feel like a sandcastle
I feel like a star
Long Road to Ruin,
I feel...
Like Dave's car.

Kitty is driving
But really, he's smart!
How long til we get there?
Can we call this art?