Indeed they complained in a wry tune
Here the bog was like quicksand
She wanted out badly
And began pulling the roots out
Which increased the complaints
Beating her down in symphonic
Discord
Then a throbbing blue light yes
It was time
She made like a jazz song
And it wasn't long before
Blue light was everywhere
And she felt healthy yes
She now has larger breasts
Plus a killer thong thing
The light turned green
And she was ready for you
A plastic robot doll
Broken to bits.
Here the bog was like quicksand
She wanted out badly
And began pulling the roots out
Which increased the complaints
Beating her down in symphonic
Discord
Then a throbbing blue light yes
It was time
She made like a jazz song
And it wasn't long before
Blue light was everywhere
And she felt healthy yes
She now has larger breasts
Plus a killer thong thing
The light turned green
And she was ready for you
A plastic robot doll
Broken to bits.