Rolling Revue Covert Duvet

Cootie Ghislaine got naked, and showered.

She bathed naked in an ocean bed of salt,

She naked,

Without complaint,

Compliant,

She a salt lick through skin emoluments,

Sun said blest a raison, a sweet melting skin of the body, oh yeah, a kitten,

Smitten, by a swain, through bars of iron, criss cross crucify a perfectly transparent window of silicon dioxide, to weep,

To sneak and holler weep.