money's all runned out
pockets ring a little to remind me
a couple quarters only is a problem
ain't nothin' for such a pretty mouth
the male is enthusiastic but short or
inherently unfit for the union
oh, how appropriately comes this groan
a long rumble from apathetic humble shroud
her lies stink like an onion
they sting but go down sweet
second glances are a saving grace of
gradual proportions
