Whitehouse
Language Recovery
The leggy Burzum fan started it
When she sent the pictures of her tiny ass
Nestling snugly in a mini-bikini from Etam
But I guess that’s just boorish when set against your lofty fucking pretension
Like I’d never seen you swoon over some infant butt
Or linger at the pool
It’s the hard dick that offends most
The 191-page stupid, little toxic alibi
The loudest voices getting heard the most
She’s cute and she’s like a baby
The plastic letters and low little blackboard
Spelling out wet and wash and wipe
And want
Reading with a finger
Thirty five weeks in language recovery
Yours and that and it
Is become Js, G slides into D
The quick and frisky body
Piquantly offset by the slow-moving mouth
And dull barely coping mind
That nevertheless attracts
Evade [?] the cheshire cat suit
If she could just take it off and get a little sunburnt
Not here to work
On alphabet charts for the kid that can’t read
That can’t even hold a book
The kid that one day will be sucking cock
Wiping her hands and adding the numbers in her head
Do you see the U in undress?
Now point with your finger
Do you recognize your name?
Beneath the picture of kitty
Do you recognize your type?