i met with the louse, gawked at chest hair, opened my drawers without even a smell
thought i would fall, whiffing his fumes, i want to smell dudes but i
couldn't even want pit-emissions, couldn't even...

would you forgive me, bud, can we dance or go out first?
would you forgive me, bud, if i'd mate when we're friends?
would you forgive me, bud, if we wait all month to screw?

i shook off my pose, pulled up my clothes, and you abhorred when you found i was no
friend bound by his sex, or his pee-pee, cuz i'm out to know the men i
would be gay for, your type is so cool, could you wait, whore?

would you forgive me, bud, can we dance or go out first?
would you forgive me, bud, if i'd mate when we're friends?
would you forgive me, bud, if we wait all month to screw?

i learned he wasn't right when he left, spoke to his better half who is his ex-
he said "no, no, bud...he has aids, no love need be at midnight"
oh, no - he was so my type and i lost control and he fucked me so rightly

oh, protect my pups in a life lived without me
don't forget my buds, give them all daily bread
would you forgive me, god, could i die and not be doomed?

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