I only roll with strumpets
Hot as freshmade crumpets
Eating all the loving
All the crumbs, hot from the oven
Butter covered, I covet the whole coven
The covert operation is go
I have a glow, sending in golden boy to accomplish your goals
Bring home a gold like I was a pugilist of old
I’ve defeated Spartans, and Nephilim-related foes
I had to throw guys into the air to beat them there
Such was the curse put on me by Hera
It is an era of a tripartite goddess
I do not fear she who is snake haired
My attitude is devil may care
Played too much devil may cry then dyed my hair grey as john player ash
Give anything a bash, parking my car is like crash bash, dine then dash
Meal was chinese and succulent, sweet and sour tang
Tag on the bodybag with your name in italics
Kill ‘em all Metallica, panic under your flags
What I buried beneath the flagstone
Calls him home from the ocean, homegoing
I am spying evidence of a Gloamglozer
Coming closer with every day on the road
The blasted heath where I moan my woes
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