Tammi she liked her cat
I mean she liked to suck her cat off and put her finger in its ass
Everytime she'd come home it would be waiting
Everytime she'd come home it would be waiting
To jump on her lap

George was 52 when he went back to school.
I mean he loved Raoul. Raoul was 15; he was the Math tutor George had always needed
And George showed him many other things they could do
And when George drove up to the school Raoul would be waiting
When he drove up to the school Raoul would be waiting
And they'd fuck in the park until the sun had faded.

Neil and Cyrus shared a computer virus.
I mean they only met in cyberspace but by snail mail on Saturdays they'd send small
Seasoned chunks of flesh to digest at the same time talking in real time online in chat rooms
They jacked off looking at each others' new wounds
They jacked off looking at each others' new wounds
Then they rubbed their wounds with semen
And their salty eyes shared the passion between them

The ideal of love is evil. It kills off all the other people. It kills off all the other people.
Desire, it is a wild creature. Desire, it is a wild creature.

David was a single father and he could not feed his baby daughter.
I mean his breast did not give milk for her to suckle
snuggling close she'd feel the depth of his love
but though she'd bite and suck and mouth
no milk would ever come out
so when David slept she crawled down to his penis
She pursed her lips onto his penis and waited
Until the milk came spilling... and she drank every drop.

Karen and Candy shared their finances. I mean they were financial analysts working for firms in Berne and Los Angeles and they romanced in the south of France where they put wads of sterilized
cash down each others' pants.

Then they pissed on the money.


The money got mushy.


Then they stuffed it all up into their coochies and they kissed scissored quivered and then at dawn Karen and Candy walked onto the lawn and laid out those thousands of euros and squatted down
and shit all over the money.


Holding hands, they shit all over the money and an hour passed then they watched the early morning masses reach into that fecal mound to find their lucky fortune and spread it all around.


The ideal of love is evil. It kills off all the other people. It kills off all the other people. Desire, it is a wild creature.

Desire all the wild creatures. Desire all the wild creatures. Desire all the wild features. Desire all of the grand mal seizures. Desire all the creepy people. Desire all of the child preachers.


Desire all the nudy beaches. Desire all of the piles of nature. Desire all of the tire flower pots and thousands of knots and dots when no one ever fears getting bought or caught don't stop.