No fear of the monster
Claim your big prize
Have you met perfection?
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
Don't you just love mornings?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
I need a taste to be convinced
A match made in throat fuck heaven
I have my methods, daddy
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
You came in red, you'll leave all red
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Soft all over