Nothing heats up my jacuzzi like when

this used thong I found and bedazzled with gems

brushes ever so gently against some boobs.

I guess it's hard to believe that one man

could have a ponytail this sensitive and

distract an aggressive hawk that's cornered you.

I know my haiku's are freaking intense

but even the words I made up to sound French

don't express my feelings for your toilet parts.

I would show up for our pottery class

dressed like a pirate with John Water's mustache

On a unicorn that shits your name in stars.

Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the romantic type.

Loitering on cliffs, thinking about stuff like,

Screwing you on the beach at night.(x2)

One milkshake, two straws.

Fuckings cool, but Jimmy's the romantic type.

Loitering on cliffs, thinking about stuff like,

Screwing you on the beach at night.(x2)

Don't I (Don't I)

Sound so (Sound so)

Sexy (Sexy)

Echo (Echo.)(x2)

Release the doves!