Lieberlyrik vom Feinsten

Your neck is like a large stack of CD's, not one missing,
and your teeth like a flock of iPods, all perfectly loaded,
and your boobs are like two ripe turnips.
Let me grab your fruit!

Herr Tilling stellt Salomo in den Schatten:
"occuli tui columbarum" pah!
"Süßer als Wein deine Liebbkosungen/??????? ???????? ???????? " ganz schwach!