I'm in Love (with a Dead Dog)

When I first met you, I knew I loved you Now that one and one is two, I don't wanna cum inside of you Now I kiss your lips Now I mount your hips Now I read your mind, your slimey hind- Sublime! I'm feeling the peeling, mind reeling I race unto the plague I'll bring you a big coat of butter- to slick your dead dick way I'm in love with a dead dog... Paw in fist we stalk through the rutabaga garden We've been to the clinic, we know our love is clean We walk together, but fill up separately We share a cheese ball, we just do it all The butter so bitter, the shitter, well it gapes vacantly The higher the litter, the shitter, has just righted three... (The death of Pookie) You begin to bore me, with your breath like rubber You scream "Don't stop" I hope you don't pop I'm in love, with a shove, meaty glove.