He used to be very kind . . .

(In his own crude way)

He wasn't always like I wanted him to be!



He wasn't smart

He wasn't handsome either

But he thrilled me

When he drilled me

And I've never loved a monster quite like HE . . .



Because his

Love

Was so

'FLAM-BAY'!



His kisses burned me so

His kisses turned me

From a Queen

On a throne

To a SHRIVELLING STOOL!



Here I stand,

All alone:

A SPIDER'S FOOL!

(When it's ME he needs

To fondle his tool!)



I guess some

Bugs

Are just

THAT WAY!



He don't really need your love

He don't really NEED you . . .



To be there

When his hair

Gets matted and gray,

With a broom

Cleaning his room,

From the mess he made that day

Out of earthling arms

He nibbled away!



Oh HUNCHENTOOT, my love

How could you desert me now?

Oh, HUNCHENTOOT you brute!

Can't you see I WANT you



Stay with me!

FLAGRANTLY!

And we'll have ECSTASY

For ALL ETERNITY!



Because your

Love

Is so

'FLAM-BAY'



You kisses burn me so!

Your kisses turn me

From a Queen

On a throne

To a SHRIVELLING STOOL!



I don't mind

If you're unkind, 'cause

SPIDERS RULE!



Yes, YOU'RE ALL REAL COOL,

With those little WEBS you SPOOL,

And all your 'SPIDER DROOL' . . . Oh!

Let me float in your pool!