Here's the gin
as if poured
quickly in
an empty skin

A second's wake
across inher-
ited cake
my face icing's take

swirls yesit swirls
girls girls girls
are behind all
hold my soul, twirl

sweet are you my
would you be my
could you be my
somebody better

find me ahm not um
all them things or
jus' some kinda ***
or even on the run

considering some
will be thinking
from inside
and others not

I roll over
give my soul
a comfy cot
call you a snot

blather
a lot
specially
if you're hot