Thigh Gain

If I was to droop and not lay in...
I wouldn't be so scared of not failing
The transits would have no need for retrograding
And the Black wouldn't shine the Moon so bright

And as for boobs and loops and layette sets
7's the number to a lucky contestant
Got me cringing but had both of my genders
In a full-bloomed enterprise

A road too sticky this rooster-chase
And the less it flickers
The lesser fades
Got its shivers sent through rabbit-face!

Aware of the loop when it fades in
Like hula-hoops you can't fake it
The message meets its need for educating as the words
Do not fit in a proper line

An add-on to the feeling of sieging
what was spat in a lexical tripping
Gets you thinkin' of thinking
Access-Rogue, are you binging on alright?

A road too sticky this rooster-chase
And the less it flickers
The lesser fades
Got its shivers sent through rabbit-face!