Luyện nghe bài hát Peoria

I met her in
250 lbs. of flabby harlot woman
Is wobbling around the room, farting
Mucus is dripping her pig-hole nostrils into her mouth
Nah,
Steaming, great green rivulet
Her makes sure no leftover chunks go astray, miss their mark
Mom I mean
Put finger on the button
Yeah, do
Just let me finish page
I (hog call)
Sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky,
Tounge's feeling dry, swollen up like a pocket full of lint
Know I mean
Know what I
what I mean
Failing that, the fat
Crack another six and get on with the job at hand
hands make light work
But makes palms
Fists flying and slipping into hole after hole after after heat
Hey, she cayenneby the quart
Filled up to the elbow bone, fried up to the
Filed at the shin, skin hanging off in and shards
You do this for a living
Those grimey, pores exuding their slimy mixture of filth and puss
In little white whorled
time she smiles that yellow, shit-eating grin
That grin
Christ, she was