Tan Tan Lady At The Rose
(Category: Automotive)
Your head and hair are too big for your hat,
bleach blonde napalm bomb,
salvage your cleavage in brassieres before it explodes in the menopause storm,
and I would not mind seeing what happens when the flesh compression ceases to contain all that is naturally, beautifully, chaotically you.
A dream dreamed into denim dressing,
thick sweaty Italian dressing,
drenching the dismal dreams of once serene skeletons,
orange tan paint on oiled odorous orifices, plugged, pulled and tugged,
protruded by lust,
the penis pours it's punch into a latex lunchsack,
and brag, brother brag,
amazing amazons amply tempt the industrious inquisitive engine that controls my old libido,
too lively for vultures,
she swallows up seagulls,
the ocean and sea go hand in hand into the sunset.
-jesus correa ... will be doin a guest spot with me on my chicago gig at the EXIT and also in ROCKFORD
