Ask me no questions
I tell you no lies
From betwixt your thighs
That was the motto
It was a military style
Of truth be tolding....
Don't ask don't tell
Just keep it moving...
All the petit oiseaus
All over my big lonely branch
A different tale for each
Pecking away as they pleased.
But ask me now sweet bird
I spin you a tale thick and sturdy
But really transparent
At the same time
All the more tensile
All the more viscous
Because its all the most true baby
So ask me now
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