I＇d  like  to  tell  the  secret  story  of  my  vicious  passion.

You  might  turn  your  back  on  me,  and  find  it  out  of  the  fashion.

I＇ve  tried  to  hide  it  all  my  life  so  that  no  one  would  find  me  here,  while  I  was  hiding  in  my  hut  biting  Maggie＇s  blackie  doggie  ears.

It  turns  me  on,  it  hards  it  on.

I  cath  the  poodle  on  the  grass  tie  him  up  to  the  flagpole.

When  I  press  my  teeth  through  his  ear  and  feel  relief  from  my  black  soul.

I  wake  up  from  my  xtc  and  find  that  the  poodle  is  bleeding.

My  sweet  little  neighbour  Maggie  hears  the  sound  of  the  poodle  screeching,  ＇cause  it  hurts.

It  turns  me  on,  it  hards  it  on.

Oh  how  I  adore  this  taste  of  summer  breeze.

Oh  how  I  adore  this  taste  of  summer  breeze.

(Hairy  ears,  Hairy  ears,  teeth  dripping.

Aching  dog  winding  up

Scary  fears  -  making  taste

Bud  signal  blood  in  brains

Like  fertilizing  soil  of

Increasing  growth  of  sickening

Ideas.

Biteing  black  poodle  soft  pussy

Hairy  ears  is  like  strangling

Frail  voices  with  a  pumping  dick)