Bakcwards Full Frontal Bend

Watch it elevate through

Come on why I hate you

Can we live apart here?

Shall we make new start dear

Come now how I want you

Interference shot through

Shall we make a late start

Shopping put in the cart

Did you ever love me?

Pyjama’s they look comfy

Can I show you my stuff?

Will you say now enough?

Shall we make a date here

Afraid of ghosts that’s just fear

Swallow it it’s just love

Push has come to stop shove

Blush ‘cause you look so real

Want to stop for a feel

Tag you are it

You know how I want you

Want everything above two

Count up all the counters

Slapping all the banter

Are you still the best one?

I can make me feel numb

Can you fix my love now?

Overboard I’m over now

Do you still decide how?

Yesterday is not now

We can make a good stand

It is rubber not band

Morbid fear of distress

Come and sit the one test

I promise I will mark good

You can Robin the Hood

Can we fix the broke bit?

Will you make sure it fits?

Will you live without me? Can I set you up free?

No Title (An Interlude to Banality)

You look dumb from here

Said the fish

My only wish

Is for excitement

Cancel my inditement

They dropped the charges

They said I’m the largest

They’ve got a record

So long I’m bored

An interlude to banality

Finish my reality

Scramble the code

Unpack my load

Remove my senses

Jump over fences

Three blind mice

Yeah I got a new vice

Addicted to you

You hammer I screw

The best I am

Damn this to hell

Make this up as I go

Swing to and fro

You look dumb from here

She said she don’t care

About my condition

rendition

Rinse it out

Beatle’s shout then twist

Masturbate a sore wrist

I have it in my hand

I was buried in the sand

Tidal wave

Then shave

Shaving brush

And then she gave me thrush

From her pussy

Not the cat

Gone flying bat

I love her

Can I defer?

From this act

Show me some tact

And some manners

Grease monkey held hammer

Above her head

And I read it online

Yes I paid a big fine

For the crash

Thrash metal

In the cage

 paid off the sage

For the facts

No I have some tact

And some charm

We bought the farm

Let’s fly away

So you can have your say

I’ll dictate

Check my prostate

Middle finger in my bum

She said it was fun

An interlude to banality

Check reality

It may be a dream

Can you please scream

Loud if you can

Neighbours don’t give a damn

Run the race

Save face

Leave a trace

Disgrace

Can of mace

To keep away

Tomorrow’s a farce

Say they are flying to Mars

Fix this world

You Don’t Hurt Like I Do

You don’t hurt like I do

Hurt like who knew

Pain

Cut them off at the pass

I like boobs she’s got arse

For days

Irritate

I’m irritating

Debride

Confide

The wisest

West Coast

She’s most

Fabulous

Makes me forget

The debt

The aching throb

My heart did rob

And lost the beat

The pearl

Did rub with heat

The gut twinge

Loves on fringe

She don’t know

Don’t care

I’m hurting

Nursing

Dress rehearsing

The agony

Feels like torture

Bought one

Don’t know joy

I’m just your toy

My life was all about sweating to live. Cooking making building serving were the norm until I met Lady Penelope who had a body, pphhh, and whose mother Hyacinth Bouquet brought me back unto the fold with a life of education refinement and elegance as I fucked and squired her around. I was  big and strong yet she had chiselled into a man of study, a man that was more than just his dick and his wit. And then, fuck it, you know

And yes, the West Coast of the South Island of NZ has the highest suicide rate in the entire country. Must be something to do with the rain