HOW DO YOU SPELL TOOTY?
Oh baby, my heart is pounding like the gullet of a frog in heat.
I want to share your seat, your meat and you sense of being oh so elite.
You keep me up like a petrified boulder,
I shoulder the blame for your illustrious breath.
Vicious vixen blame their lot on the weight of their dirty pillows,
While deep in the heart of fascist blowhards,
Liberace tunes scream endlessly in the night.
Oh the irony.
Ventilate your oysters in a public toilet,
Sit down and urinate your eulogy,
Fascinate your clamoring fans with insights into your overbite,
Blame those huge lollipops you sucked as a toddler.
If marriage is in effect the institutionalization of love,
Than institutionalize yourself at Bellevue releasing that dove.
If love is a marriage of respect, trust and attraction,
Than love your own woowee with the passion of 12 oxen.
Doctor Weiss found tenderness in your piss,
Automatic sentence of 1 year in automaton school.
And some antibiotics to kill the last remaining vestige of sympathy,
For the cracked out homeless aggressors you berate.
Bury your inhibitions in a ten ton fuck,
Out of which Joan Rivers jumps wearing mere dental floss.
Arms around you attached to lies about your grandeur,
Disappear quicker than the oblivious obviousness of flirting pansies.
Sarcophagus licker, take me for a ride in your fartmobile.
When Bean-powered hunger sends shivers down your adolescent wit,
As craters in the moon remind you of holes you never explored,
And cheese still sitting in your colon waits to be rescued by maxipads.
Sticking your fingers in moist sanitary places,
Your blood makes noise like chipmunks mating.
What is in there?
Sickle cell sickies and perverted pervert hickies.
What is in there?
Dangerous bomb tickies and viral virus slip her a micky's.
Mortified by what's beneath my angelic demeanor?
Vomit from the smell of her armpits and weiner.
Call me a cutie as I lather up your booty,
He jerked off to Blaire, and you jerked off to Tooty.
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