Cunt-ry Tom's Love and Life

I funked along one bleary road
And jabber-walked in funking cold

I funked a tree and then the shade
I also went and funked my bed



I funked a woman some ( a lot)
Her funking pussy in my snot
Those who make-think "funk" a lot and then again who's funked??...I'm not.

I funk and funk - one-funk ,you see
Funky-mation sea to sea

Funk and funk and funk and funking
Funk my tits and funk my cunting


I funked some Pimpwhores on a trip
They huffed and puffed and gave me lip:

"You'll never funk
again- here, see?
The Women, Children run from Yee. "


I stood upon a funked-up hill and screamed with funky rhyme -& -shrill:

:
"Your funky womb-en, chill-dren, run !!!
You'll all be funked in one year's sun

My mission and my word to thee -
To funk your whores and brood to-be.

And funk across the hills and shores
A funk for every bitch-monk-eee "

One for the song, 2 for the bitchez
Pinkness swells in sperming witch-ez


I funk away in Nigga fashion
Beefo I stink and rot (with passion

One for the song 2 for the bitchez
And when we dead we funk in pic-tchez