A tincture of talcum
Globular massifs trenched and drained
Copious swellings have surged that route.
Now here I'll venture
Your gape mouth my poled swelling
Teeth to clamp veined monstrosity
Too thick no complaints
Mere chortles and snorts
Cave in to the jawed roots
Throat husks the roped waves
Overflow to a chinned cornice
You'll grapple my reared flanks
To douse your mouthed orifice
To the balled base
Nostrils a stickied white wreathe.
Thanks for the lesson.