silly smiles
smelling pink nostrils
love’s longing lips
neither body cares
legs dance & red vintage lamps
hands make an okay
as they spin through the air
brazil, a lovely guitar sings
refined, it began
deliberate
then out slipped i love being with ya
now i’ve somerthing horrid to give ya
yeh hold this a sec
this slimy rat of an excuse
look its alive still
wriggling
wants a word wi u 2
alright then you’ve gotta take this bag
but it’d help if you hid it
na don’t worry
there’s nothin real in it
time
