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