I am going to attempt to render this piece with no profanity
but there’ll be no promises to omit intentional vulgarity.

I’m so intimate with thee, and ‘ain’t nobody mad about it.
God is good and I like wood. “Timber!!!” I like to shout it.

Where are the kids? Don’t read this out loud,
or you’ll face stern inquisition from the adolescent crowd.

You’ve got other matters to tend to and workout…
like your partner, time to reconnect, and pow-wow.

Ow! I am here for it.
Time to pin-ball top score-it.

You got this. You got me and I’ve got you.
Today exist for SEXY. Whatever will we do.

Cartwheel six tee nine? I had to change-up the spell.
To say the year of WOODSTOCK…might incur a “tag word” hell.

I’m kidding, I just don’t want to be too obvious
about wanting what I’m doing – you know, the grown stuff.

That’s enough. That’s enough. I’m just here to incite
I’m Qui
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