Forever, but never, my castration is clever, but I say whatever, we must sever my endeavor, to strangle whoever gave this answer.
But to keep alive, this prize, arrest my eyes, for those who cry over the spilt size of my thighs, and supply these guys with the skies to realize their disguise.
For not to kill this skill with chill, for my will shall scale this hill, and destroy the veil with this pill I take with thrill.
As I am cloud nein, with my fine canine, dining on wine and steak, devine! While my mind is sunshine, my body Frankenstein, dear Valentine you have a deadline, I must decline thine Einstein shrine, to design my maze vine and protect my mind from your confined resign.
To feed on bits, avoid your hits, but benefit on these tits, and told I need permits to show off my splits, and admit that my poems