hush little childeren

you bang, and you bang, and you bang, and you bang some more,

you bang until your head goes soft and your mind goes numb,

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I want to Scream,
cause Screamings good, as good as Ice cream,

the ripples fun,
the dyings done,
the fake
and you take
and you make someone,

grab ones' by one's arm,
just to rip it out of one's socket!

will you play with me?

as one asks for the blood filled ballon and hallows as the grasp of fresh air arouses her,
I want more!!!

yearning for seduction

the cap of electricity and the wage of mere child's play,
you are my mistress,
my lover,
my fix,

like chocalate to candy,
sweet water to wine,

placed about on the holy rollercoaster winding, and masking,
and taking shape,
the hour glass thins,
as the womananly whore gets her fill,
fucked by gentle persuaision and chock filled kisses,

was for you to run thy fingers through her bosom,

and lay now lain across thy bed,
to die,
as she weep her Virgin's Cloth,

and to take the shit the would follow after...