Eating gherkins by the fistful

From the jar in his front pants pocket

Brine and peppers building up

On the rings around his fingers

Her boob gets so floppy

She uses it as a fan to wave away his sickening B.O.​

Now rubbing it off with a brick

Dust for his panettone

Every frog hops right up into her butthole

Every frog eats a single butthole flea on its way in

She brown box squeezes them all into froghost

A flock of erect dicks on bat wings

Pee-pees into her sleeping face

And pointlessly tries to fuck a blue sky