Sunday, March 11, 2007

Con la cola entre las piernas

Alright, alright, keep your johns on!

I know I's be fucked up
Talkin trash bout them fern riddle
When I should have cheked it twice or thrice,

Talking bout them fern bask't when i didnt have no right
shouldve known better,
that when he be cookin something he be usin them good spice.

Im sorry... once

Should have recognized that it was Shplifen sleepin on them sheets the color of pot
He be bangin his Steamin Scandinavian in the penta* bed
With the tachas in his system he was rokin Rage insane

Whilst the Hassig, Whom, I might add, is some crazy ass shit,
was getting funky in the Hentai way,
Pulling out bukakies
on his otherwise astute asian to some faggy ass Venegas sway
It was then in the first bed were he triped on Salvia
Swimming on the bluest mer
inspired by the taint of his bed

Im sorry... twice

Jerito to his right, was not to fall behind
He was knoking some boricua or perhaps venecan bitch
but for sure she was Latina and with a damned lovely rip with no stitch
On the second bed hath he from LSD revived
And from Air memoired*

Arix en medio, a la gran sombra amor brindo
En sus colchas blancas se mezclo
Y a sus negras Cocoa Puffs el arix su leche rocio
Con absenta en la sangre al son de La Vaca Loca jameo

Im sorry...thrice

But that, indeed, will not sufice,
For it is I that will on the fourth bed,
With the sheets black as death,
After listening to that band of simiums from the pole,
and Passed out on the puppy drug,
The fern baskets rath quentch
As he will have it his way with my passed out self
I will only have disserved it for underestimating his outstanding magnifisence

Les dejo esta joya,
Que ha hecho de mis bachelor days
un effortless success.





*From the greek Pente meaning Five.

*Si existiece la conjugacion de memoir en inglich seria asi. As in remembered.

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