My princess knows her carriage waitsoutside with Cinderella plates,but from the limo's tinted glassI see her figure swirling pastthe castle window, arm in armwith dark and handsome, Mister Charm.Her dress, like spangled ocean spray,invites his swimming hands to playacross...

Complementary mealSlop served with a smileThe coffee's bitter, the eggs are runnyI'll eat her in a little whileThe escapades will beginWhen you return from the gymEveryday she'll complyI'll devour between her thighsAn orgy-porgy, succulent the mostTie her legs to...