Hors doeuvres coming for you to nibble In that skinny dip of flavor Waiting to be taken for a taste From the tuxedo dressed cater
Girls they are all as cute as can be And I promise to return the favor for all to see Like an exhibitionist as we sit under a tree I see a bright future for you and me
A marrow of the Boreal Forest Moss encamping the shadowed dirt Crystal rays penetrate Into the honey dripping from the hurt