She Purred, While I Grrred Wild Beasts

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Her fruit was ripe, I bit
Her fruit was ripe, I bit
I'm nothing more than a humble mongrel
Whippet cast, rash and unabashed

Her fruit was ripe, I bit
Her fruit was ripe, I bit
Pungent juice wept from the bruise
Where the skin was sluice and slobbered on

Though the meat was fleshy and sweet
She purr, purr, purr, purred
While I gurr, gurr, gurr, gurred, gurr, gurred

I die every day, to live every night
Under the industry of her want for me in our fusty foundry
Please no ceremony, I want she, I want she, not matrimony

My fruit was ripe, she bit
My fruit was ripe, she bit
In her belly, belly lay a pip
A pip brooding in the oozing

My fruit was ripe, she bit
My fruit was ripe, she bit
Huffing and puffing on the mattress stuffing
Upon the bunk a fervent funk