I had a girlfriend who gave milk of magnesia from her ample breast,
It came out in a flood and it was sour and a pouring of liquid mess.
Her navel was a large as to float a small ship,
I dated her only once and then gave her the slip.
But she was a stalker and a talker to boot,
I declined although she was willing to give me her loot.
She was insane with a twist of Hitchcock and a temper hot as a fire,
In a moment of crazy passion I drowned in my own desire.
Now she declared pregnant to the world in a voice of a roar,
She declared me the father and my ego was skewed as a spear through a boar.
The child was born in eight months of bloating womanhood,
He was somewhat like a devil and had a cobra hood.
I ran from this family and took refuge, arrested by the police,
I hid from them and refused to acknowledge them and the phone calls finally decreased.
Now I lie in my cell staring at the walls, a man broken into parts,
My sin was a moment of passion and it speared me through my heart.