No, allow me.
My mouth
is furnished anyway
with the deepest
basins and grooviest
grooves. Basically
it's been busting
records with its
voluminosity,
and we weren't
even sure that was
a word.
even sure that was
a word.
My gums
know what's up.
know what's up.
They have come out
from under the table
stuck to the underside
of a new fashion.
Harboring wet.
Gettin' slick with
the prickly task
of holding back.
Really,
this one's on me.
Overclocking
this one's on me.
Overclocking
my glands to meet
these nervous demands.
Puttin' my tongue
in a tizzy, tincture
au naturel, lucky
me, should I ever
get thirsty, there are
barrels of liquid
bullion— right here,
let me show you...
a little closer...
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