Lost World
Let me stroke you with my snout
Let me help your passions out
Let me press you, pout to pout
In prehistoric tryst
Let me mate you, tongue to tongue
Let me roll here in your dung
Let me offer you a bung
Now that we have kissed
All those benefits accruing!
All those feelings, so long brewing!
Here’s my nostril, let’s be wooing
Let us swim in tandem
Scratch my back, I’ll feel your fins
Let us share our scales and skins
Vote with me, and it begins …
Our reptilian fandom
Out there in the swamps and fens
Face to face we’ll build our dens
Stalk the wilds and roam the glens
Smooching if you’re willin’
Raptors caught in rapture’s heat
A billion reasons why we’re sweet
Tiny brains and shambling feet
Are you from Enniskillen?
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