T.A.T.

I search and I seek, to find the girl's hole

Then my finger went so deep I think I signed the girl's soul

Dark and scary like a chasm; when she started having spasms

I knew I'd pass cell membrane and deep into her cytoplasm

She started to count sheep, heat began to blow cold

Our game of Hokey Pokey began to grow old

Cthulhu lingered 'cause the air was filled with dark sarcasm

Upgrade to two fingers I bet that'll spark enthusiasm

Gave her a ballistic introduction to my cannon

I'm just really hoping that she is not a canyon

She gave me a flash that made my mind crash

But I stored it in 40 megapixels like a Canon

Call me Popeye on this spinach so I might grow

Call me potpie I'm delicious but don't bite though

Her ass as fat as my bottom lip

And her thighs as thick as my eyebrows

I love mac and cheese so please send some to me

I'm here still traumatized by this girl's booty

I need to drink some tea, cause you got me feeling woozy

Added salt instead of sugar, my mind is so confusing

So round and pink, looking like an acne bump

Camels must think that you have the magic hump

If you're collecting garbage I've got some stuff I need to dump

And if length is what you seek, I am the trunk to your tree stump

You've got a pink flower that I really want to pollinate

Robots aren't the only one to freely let you dominate

You're the candidate even a blind man would nominate

I've got massaging oil and you have something to laminate

That panty line is really blowing my mind

Strike a perfect pose and I bet you could rule mankind

To hold your left cheek I'd probably need a third hand

Got lost in your physique call me Wuckin' Wonderland

I understand, i'm back by popular demand