Yes my shit's sticky
I use the baby soft premium
I rub my hole in deep circles
The paper is soaked in cum
Sometimes I light a fire
Especially when I gorge on beans
The bathroom is small for
This contortionist of meager means
But at least I fit
Some of my friends don't
They shit in their beds
And wipe they won't
I know I'm alright
In fact I'm quite thin
If you see me turning cartwheels nude
You'll jump out of your skin
Plus I play with the physics
Everything I do is nano deep
My smiles are fake, as my intentions
With that only gold I reap
A bento box of lust
Coy every coil of the core
Steal hearts to hurt
But not a whore anymore
By appointment only
I have my own app
Cookies on my website show me
Where you are on a map
I wear fashionable brands
I plant praise in the sycophants
I keep an eye on their eyes
Never button the stretchy pants
Cynics and critics I eliminate
I poison their tea
The twats don't deserve to live
I'm the queen of all I see
I help you unwind and unfuck
Easy holes for desperate poles by golly
Once a week, any ache or pain
Regulars call me "Miss Jolly"
