If she has bugs in her teeth, it means nothing to me
As long as I’m sucking her teat and crumpling the sheets

Though I make sure my lips are scoured
After kisses sour as shit devoured
Still buy my missus flowers
As often as I piss in showers

How hairy her twat is
I’ll bury my sausage no matter how wary and nauseous

Though my face may scrunch like I smelled a septic tank bust
I won’t make a dang fuss
I’ll go bankrupt making that skank bust
Despite her rank muff

Though she’s a whore with a virus
Still willing to get sores on my privates
© BuddyDButtmunch