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Give me a word
Give me a smile
Give me a sheep
I'll be a while

Give me a raven
Give me a Beak
Give me a reason
It'll last all week

Its been so long
Noone remembers
The pain of this
Or the feltish pleasure

So lead on dear Raven
Show how it goes
Why its thought its awful
And so on the nose
 
I'll give you a word.
how about the name Lyle?
He smells like a turd
but at least he's not in denial

I'll stay in my haven
hidden just like a shiek
So what if I'm craven?
At least I know I reek

Times past are a song
we aught to remember
what we did wrong
repeat it we shant ever!

so, my dear beak, hath ye shaven?
accepted my warning in prose?
pequed my rousal as bread leaven!
My bread stick, how eager it grows!
 
You and your stick
Raven again craven

You are back again true
But whence did you go
And who was with you
Muppet, fiend or foe?

Hiding away,
So long isn't good
People missed you
Even just to fuck you good

So tell us a tale
Of the disappearing raven
And the man hidden away
With his felt loving maiden
 
Hoo, now I am welcome
once oh so shunned
Our roles reversaled
oh, I am so bummed

Wake me up dear beaker
before I gets weaker
Fear I might crumble
then take a tumble

So unwanted felt I
thought might die
Because of a lie
can now only cry

Draw me a sunrise
to feel the felt of your thighs
stay my demise
its all in your eyes!
 
Sing
Us a song
A song to keep us warm

Today, you inflate
You deflate

The dolly you had
The blow up sheep
You must have popped it
It caused you to weep

As for the sunrise
It is cool in the morn
The reds, oranges and greys
Abreast the breast
Of one felty chest

Stop moaning so
It spoils the sound
Lil birds chirping
All now around

Feel the chill lift
Feel your stick rise
Now imagine the felty touch
Your hand, my felty thighs
 
Easing into peace
brow cease to crease
Life on new lease
enough of the fleece

Felt, give me felt
Make me care
make me melt
only for the belt-

on, and on and on
wonder if he eats prawn
cause I got one to nibble on
and feed off my seed spawn

My obsessions abundent
smelt, felt and celt
who's question, a pundit?
even delt a welt, would I still melt
 
A raven
Fit to be tied
Up or down
Whatever, to deride

Derision and scorn
For a felt lover
And a lover of porn
Begs this treatment
Asks of it politely
Runs back home
And spanks it nightly

Holding out
For untouchable
Felt
A creation of dreams
The creator of all
If you are lucky
You may touch the divine
 
Often I've heard muppets are into fisting
testing this theory out, you're eyes, are they misting?
And what if I give it just a bit of twisting?
warn me, my sweet felted play thing
if it hurts simply say 'ow, that stings!'

Bet im better than henson
or at least more so than benson
as wild as manson
and then maybe then some

You've never felt such delight
not even on muppets tonight
I'll show you the light
if you'd only not fight
its a hopeless plight.
 
What about Dr Bunsen?
You forgot about him
The inventor
The experimentor
He's taught a few to sing

As for the fisting
Tis true tis true
But It's muppet doing the fisting
Do you want it to be you?
 
Bunsen shmunsen, I bet he's never even seen a cunt, son.
He's the wrong kind of doctor for me, I need one into pee pee!
The dregs of sanity are closing in, my thoughts turn to sin
soon I will crash, and dream of a big bondage bash!

Good night, I luv you!
 
Your dreams of fisting
Uplifted, and uplifting
You beat you meat
Hoping this time
The beak appears
And paddles your seat

The sins you dream
Of felted flesh
Tide you over
in orgasmic flesh
Puddles of fun
Or fun with paddles

You dream your dream
I'll ride sidesaddle!
 
It's Raven's Beak.
I took a peek.
It's been too long.
Glad it's not gone.

Bird and Muppet together again.
Discussing and exploring cardinal sin.
Once again, it's felt meets feather.
Which one feels the sting of leather?
 
Sweet cherry santa-ette
I've been good, you can bet
I've spun bad poetry
oh, can't you see?

Write me on that list
don't cross me off
I don't want to be missed.
cause my heart is soft

So, why don't you stay
on a sleigh we three could play
Just give me my Coal
and I'll be on a roll!
 
Dont mind the felt craven one
Dear Raven he wants something
Something to have
Something to hold
O wait its a song,
let us not be bold

Beg grovel and whine
On your knees
As one of your status should
Bow to the mistress
And if you can be good
Maybe you should.

Just if you are lucky
She will ask you to Stay
And Coal will be in your future
If you may
 
Ah, good Raven so it seems
A Cherry holds the answer to your dreams.
A lovely voice now crooning Stay.
Shall you seek me another day?
I hold it in my little hand.
Oh, and sings she ever so grand.
Tell me, Raven, tell me, oh!
I know you now will love me so.

:D
 
The coal you've given me is more precious than a Jewel.
It's made me so happy that I can only mewl
Delighted, insighted, ignited, I'm aflame with dilerium
Twist this happy heart about, it rests in elysium.
 
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