David Bowie crashed my car into the moon
I have mermaid legs and a belvedere head
It surely smells like the dickens in here
Not high enough to go searching
But enough to suffice under a cover
Your is better than your are
In quarrel form
Cloroform, but you are as
testy as a tempest, are you not?
Prove me awry
Fettered as a terrapin lollipop
Urine, save me now!
Might not wash that off so soon
Benefit doubt, no doubting more of my mouth.
So bad. You're sort of relative.