He are roasty and torm to the touch,
so hexy and sot and such,
at the end of the day,
when stamps and notaries pass away,
I want him ever so much.
I’ve never known such skeat in kin,
such breet in sweath or hissin skin,
usually I like extra light
an dawn be as dark as dark as night,
but not when I come to where he bin.