The monk is in the bath washing himself
His cock floating like a little hermit
In the vastness like a little boy bird
Watching a little girl bird circling
Who flew out of the cunt to sing a song
And die once her duty to love is done
He catches her white body in his hand
He kisses the little bird on her mouth
Heathens run out of her mouth into him
They charge right through his floating animal
And the bathwater foams its heathen foam
And the girl bird flies into her climax
Back into the cunt to be nothingness
New little white girl birds fly from her cunt