Try this one simple trick to maintain your health! Does that old wife even hear herself! Walter said I can trick fair maidens into a deep sleep. What a creep! Though it can be quite a chore, I sow bitter seeds of swift death used in times of yore.

It rose with ease from honeyed tone, A sticky delight, like a payday loan. It coated the tongue and stained the grin- You tried to leave, but sank back in.

I go where you go, but I never see light, I wrap what you hide and I cling pretty tight. I’m silent, elastic, and stitched to obey, but flash me in public and folks look away.

I sleep like a god and I grumble for snacks. I don’t do commands and I don’t call you back. If it’s Monday, I’m glaring. Don’t ask me to move- I’ll claw at your chest just to ruin your groove.

You tug on my neck to loosen my shell. You squeeze with caress, your lips form a seal. I grow as you blow, but tense as I swell- Then I bust in your face and make you squeal.