Fart in the Duck

The Mormons don't think they will cope
They pull the dribbles off my cock
The gay homo - hands up too fast
But hurled that bulb and hand up arse

A Russian cunt has musky growths
And do the cunts feel? Err... a lute...
Da da, feel her and duck of May
And open, it won't roll and egg

But sit and fart in the duck
And sit and fart in my love
Dick full. My need? Bang her hard
And sit and fart in the duck

But sit and fart in the duck
And sick and barf in the duck
Dick full. My need? Bang her mum
Distort that tart in my nub

My mate Dave Tattoo made glues to market
And that veruca's fruit circuit

Lick lick, don't mind - three squirts, I'm fine
Isiah doth feast and eats pork pie
I'll take murder and ugh of ping
Though was that has-been made of zinc?

Chris 'Meat' don't cry, gay Dave and Dale
That's proper 'fleurghber', up my nail
Roll Frodo here Clare - via a crab
I'm lost a beehive in my duck

But sit and fart in the duck
And sit and fart in my love
Dick full. My need? Bang her hard
And sit and fart in the duck

But sit and fart in the duck
And sick and barf in the duck
Dick full. My need? Bang her mum
Distort that tart in my nub