In the Ear—Hatching A Plan

Sweet little trumpling;
You are a dear.
You were birthed of an anus,
And now you’re here.

Bootle.
Cock in hand;
Finger up tooter;
Noose around neck.
Let’s do this!

Huyton.
We didn’t know,
Anal sex,
Was so good,
Until the Holy book,
Forbade it.

The Prince,
Of Turds.
Piss off.
I’m bored.

The end!