Liberal pee-pee flow is weely lookin’ ’rine—
Wee juices at a pour speed; as it leaves I feel fine.
Vitreous bowl backin’ up now; pissin’ for much ti-i-i-ime.
So long it’s burstin’ forth, pints—not cups!—goin’ out, pee-pee flow.

[“Wee-wee” mixed with “Yeah, yeah, liberal pee-pee flow!”]

I gotta pee-purge like an hold horse ran a quarter mile
Post swillin’ huge loads of wawa –empty plenty, then smile.
Reek beans—a gasser makes the tail bob, really rife with “vi-i-i-ile.”
So long it’s horsin’ forth, pints—not cups!—goin’ rout, pee-pee flow.

[“Wee-wee!” mixed with “Oh yeah! liberal free-pee flow!”]

Gonna lave for my honey
(Spurnin’ a stop, flowin’ it out)
El pisso mojado*
(Spurtin’ a lot, flowin’ it out)
Or else, hell and then a crowbar
(Hurtin’ my mop, crowin’ a shout)
Will dent my head, and she’ll crow:
“Spurning the mop, grossin’ me out.
Take it out, pour Corona
(Gurgle this slop, flow then it out)
Over the flo’. . .”
(Burgeons, her wroth; mo’ than a pout)
“. . .no-no!”

She’d be the hottest thing around,
Gimme punches until I fell down
She would hurt me sore, wind arm up, poke my snout, beat me so.

[“Wee-wee” mixed alternately with “Yeah, I’m pissed, twit! Clean the flo’!! ” and “Yeah, I’m livid! Scrub the flo’!!]


*piso mojado: wet floor