my mind shifts,
into balls of ETH...
my tart shakes/bakes,
into battered asses...
my glow sithers/slithers,
into a sharpened basket.
i am moist,
in a foul pasture of tits.
i am insane,
in a horny flight of bells.
i am ETH,
in a bombay dance...
moving,
grooving into the madness,
my task is my field.
tart of horny ears,
kept fucked beneath the rock...
my savior,
my ETH...
i am pisssed on by speckled hillbillies,
i am caressing the warm womb...
a poet of rations,
smothered in slimy veins...
a raging animal;
singing on a dildo,
a deformed witch turned sex Goddess...
pawing my jelly,
i swarm,
in my rhythm,
i slither & engage,
going....
NNNNN!
strapped in a head bondage,
society has yoked my glow...
i wager like a drunken mule,
falling into the desire.....
i am moist,
engaged in fiery wombs...
kept imprisoned,
my tart lies,
& i am fucked in a wall of flies....
the vitamins soak my tenderness,
& the drool pains devour my flesh,
& i am sewn into games of the insane...
left 4 the salmon 2 annoy,
my sexuality soaked in sin...NNN!
my sole de--capitated;
i have been stewed in a fish pot,
my tart left to smoke pot,
& my glow left 2 marvel...
i am primpy,
& i am ETH itself (it)...
hooked on has(The stash) ... i prance,
sucking in my horny stage of the insane,
i am:
ETH!