Smack it up flip it rub it down OH NO

[splatterpants]

C'mon, you know what I'm talkin' about.

Here's those verses I was talkin' 'bout:

Adoration's emptiness lacked concern,
for the thornbush skeleton
or the gifted rose,
And evening's tangled sheet desire
her affector's jubilation
the simple smile
Her heart dusted off her sleeve
when they shook hands
in his coffee shop
To lay at his feet in anxiousness
she coveted his naivete
and he never picked it up
Adoration's emptiness lacked concern
the surrendered heart
without love's return.

I like it ... some things could be changed, but ... yeah, I'm likin' it.