I'll never ever be there,
but I'm there all the time,
Treat-meant,
white comes gushing red.
Crustiness,
Crisp and the dry,
Needs a butter taste.
Soothe comes with
knowing experience.
Not that I ever,
swam in shallows.
Its hard enough
in the deeps,
where I belong.
She has eyes,
knowing
I wish to kiss
her *******.
She's no sunken
of a treasure,
or at least.....
The Kraken
breaths.....
Lady.......lay.
She's 39
thousand
years old.......