Here I thought Spaw would come out with something sweet "spaw-style" and he went and got all serious.


Stwawberries and Kiwi


Strawberries and kiwi rubbed all over your body,
please allow the red ants to lick you clean.
He cries out your name as you leave him,
tied to the bedpost and you walk away.

Only to return with the red ants,
and a bowl of strawberries and kiwi, with whipped cream, for yourself.
She can still smell him, she can taste him,
but she can't see him anymore.
Cuz' the ants ate him right up,
just like he had done to her so many times before.


Oh hell, that's not a sweet one is it?
Peace, Rustic(style)