Reach out and touch someone,
that’s what she planned to do
The more the merrier, she thot:
“Bet I can handle 2” ;D
She ran into some boys who treated
her to botanicals
Then with a tiny wait, they lifted
her up to Xanadu
During their ascent, they noticed
how down-to-land was Jules
And tried to sniff & comb through the
gold-mind that her scalp had grew
…‘Bout those hissy-fists
you said your daddy threw?
I know an officer who’s covered
a body-cam or two
A bombshell-blonde like you?
Just blow me & the crew
Rollback these balls, unload ‘em
just like what Cannons do
Ain’t Cap’n when I say your treasure room
would prolly fit me like pajamas do
“Suck it or not?”
That’s what we’re jamming to
Spread your ‘O’ & give you the “Boy”, like
Killa Cam would do, and—
AYE! Pause it my dude,
I think you’re rather rude
But fortunately for y’all, I came
to get it clapping too!
And feeling kinda fanciful, let’s do
what you imagined to
Say less! The “Wobbly H”
is how they ran her through
Doubling the E, her suc[k]ceeding
helped them plant a few
“H’Haw”-ing during the beats,
til she ain’t have a "Clue?",
She found herself waking up,
to questions like “What happened to you!?”
“Why you laying halfway nude!?”
“Please help me understand the view!”
“Out with it Jules! Explain it,
I’m demanding of you!”
She said she gave her underwear
to a fanatical
But those who kept her “cum-pan'-y”
were all IMPALPABLE
Telling stories this wild, and
even so fantastical
I may just have to call some doc-tor,
to examine you
Reach out and touch someone,
was what she planned to do
But she’s so out-of-touch, her world
ain’t even tangible
Her lust for love, is
somewhat like an animal
And dreaming under Dilaudid
surely isn’t helping, boo!
