Waffles in the morning

[Brownlie]

NOM NOM NOM,
This waffle will become my belly.
Waffle, oh the sun is bright,
with golden delicious syrup of the maple
variety.

Waffle, thy name is love,
the seekers name is Bunx.
Paradise in funk falls they
great site lewis an clark
ever beheld!

Oh man, if only they had the waffles.
Bite by bite slowly entering into
my drooling mouth. Erotic in nature
yes innocence inn desire.

Next time I want a lover,
Ms. Waffle be my desire.

Ms. Waffle is a well endowed woman. Listen to the audios I think that will help you and it's quite fun. Check out the Australian poem One Hundred and Three.