Morana - Tyler Butler

Morana - Tyler Butler
I fell asleep with my hand on her bottom
My fingers caught up in her hair
She woke up fattened and brimming with anger
Her strange face unknowing and scared
All of her neighbors were quick in the building
She watched their stairs fall from the banks
She was a lover of study number
With a crown of wild forest hair
I want a wife who is stern and study
Gives me everything
In the winter she'll be swollen with child
And swing her hips in front of me
All of her lovers are stern in the taking
Her daughters bear various names
She'll be the mother to all of my children
And she'll be all that I take