Thanks for the rhyme, Zach Galifianakis
Smelly bag of onion bagels rotting in the sun
It’s such a shame to see you go to waste
Though I know decaying rings aren’t good for anyone
I can’t help but long for just a taste
I want to feel the crush of moldy fuzz against my teeth Gorging on you right here in the yard Then break your crust and tongue the putrid liquid underneath — Does that make me some sort of retard?
I want to feel the crush of moldy fuzz against my teeth Gorging on you right here in the yard Then break your crust and tongue the putrid liquid underneath — Does that make me some sort of retard?
