Eyes are red, mouth is closed.
Tell me lovely what is load.
Am I mad whom you tease?
Leave me alone dear please.
...
If sweet balls are not sour
If yes I don't like, if not tongue shower
Taste is taste when one has lust
Without wish one throws in dust
...
The Broken Specticle
Eyes are red, mouth is closed.
Tell me lovely what is load.
Am I mad whom you tease?
Leave me alone dear please.
Had been happy between Meeks
Open secret of puffy cheeks.
I don't like your wordy knife.
Let me live my pinching life.
No! No! bonny you're tot
I cannot leave you under lot
Would you leave me if I tell
Without it life is total hell
Tears are dirty, I hate the cry
Sooth your heart, make a try
My specs are broken, I'm blind
Bring me new one, become kind
O! This much lovely is your woo
That's why father your loves you.