You know I never got a decent chance
To whittle mummys boy till midget size
You know I caught his gaze on second glance
Immediate kiss Id mused elusive prize
If less is more Im right to glamorize
The mask of make up pads out mental blank
Omission meant I never leveled lies
He ghosted me himself held fairly frank
I wanted much to munt him mete him spank
I feel a closet sadomasochist
I like a pull of pigtail serious prank
It means a fellow fancies female gist
The chamomile teabag I dunk to steep
I didnt know him well enough to weep
Chorus steep drench imbue
