Promiscuous Taste

Early in the morning, with dew on feet Water water he is, the skin germinates Own heart knocking, dancing on feet Bouncing from lease, a breath to terminate The young from school, you say no fear In them your women, out in the naked Before your reign stool, equal as you hear You stood so fat, in things full tar Flooding out endlessly, all your harvest None cares you but, the lonely your sister So die you hurriedly, forever for your taste