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By coujeaux Date: 2003 May 04 Comment on this Work [[2003.05.04.11.35.27519]] |
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Do you hear what I hear, why yes, it's the distinctive sound of the oncoming treat, Got to get me the right ingredients if I gonna show her my way of beatin' the heat. Well, well, well, don't this ring my bell, I think I got a recipe that's bound to please, Watch her if she don't spread the cream around her lips so much she gonna freeze. But don't spoil the surprise with look in your eyes as if you'd tasted this kind before, Guarantee you'll never be able to find my brand of this dessert in any grocery store. Here we are, now take the banana like this and peel the skin on down, nice and slow, Wanna make sure it's ripe enough to eat it raw, lick the top as a taste tester, just so. If flavor is right then you start delight by spreading cream in the bowl, thick and rich, Then take the fruit and open up some ruts and bury in some nuts, don't matter which. When you mixin' is done then comes the fun, got to whip it out and spray on the foam, Makin' sure you don't stop until a cherry rides along the top and you drive it on home. Feel how it rides on you tongue as a chill done brung and ices to the back of the mouth, Open up and let each fruit go on right down the chute like a snowball melting way South. See how sweet it can be if you tilt the head so you see how it becomes that gooey mess? Nothin' finer I believe than a lil' 'scream on y' sleeve as it drips from y'chin, I do confess. With a mouthful of sugar sticky I gots to get me some licky even if I can't have it again, Send me to the corner for bein' such Jack Horner but my finger weren't sad at where it in. |