The Carnivore Song
Let's dance like wolves In our leathers and furs Under hot red lights On a thick, sticky night. You've got strong white teeth Your skin's prickling with heat And you know that I need you Like our teeth need meat. So let's do this like falcons Screaming down for the kill Not like sluggish old lizards Who don't feel the thrill.
© 1991 Stephen Swann
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