patchy, plastered, poly, and puckered
we wish and pray for unholy fuckery
while you wallow and wane for overwhelming waves
your perspective can change, made to remain
in the same dull game
trying to wish, to relay, and maintain
take my skin graft to change up my game
i'll never be the same
i'm hungry for the fame
i'm more than manmade
do some digging, but bring a spade
i will shine and not fade
like the marquis de sade
i've chosen a different blade
take me on a date
let's embrace our fate
i finally took the bait
i'm filled with a little hate
for the lies you masticate
just let me masturbate
and i'll open up the gate
i'm sorry for being late
i was busy looking for a mate
no, i don't wanna try your vape
i've got enough on my plate
come and clean off my slate
we'll be done by eight
when my eyes begin to dilate
i'll be ready to fornicate
i'll smirk at who you choose to berate
i think your humor's fucking great
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