Brown paper bag tucked under arm

A little something something

Scrape posters off poles

Grave diggers tunnels crisscross

Subterranean world dark wet walls

Too much dark web dinners

Frozen pizza chunder litre

These poles will never be clean

Desire skin natural bees

Sweat cram fire hose

That frothy bit on the beer

The foam the comb the aplomb

I could take her to Dominos

Give her a bit off the top of my beer leer

Just that bit at the end rewind squirt

That is not fair I really care her arm

Its just how I am manly

Not just the place God help grace

I gotta get it under my arm

Its just for later