Trust me not forgotten flower ought
Having heard cried heated left and pleated
Pants havent had a dance to rain with drought
Ladies and gentleman please be seated

I have nightmares hysterical naked
Eyes under dark and just dried of wetness
Here is my word with a whipe so take it
With a kiss and a side of bacon let us

Now at lunch after tearing We eat meat
I haven't seen your gentle feet today
You're sick of breaking bread, and eating wheat
Gives you hives. Like the sky these seats are gray

Maybe years after tears dress in trust fears
You'll drive with me gears grind on yelling ears