Mommy's Monster Turd and Her Living Doll
"Mommy stirs a luscious dream, so thick, so bold,
The dolly watches, her cravings unfold.
The scent flows soft through a twilight haze,
Spices dancing in turdy glaze.
She wakes enchanted by velvet delight,
Drawn to the poop in amber light.
A sultry swirl, warm and slow,
With promises hiding deep below.
The curious peek through shadows fair,
SweetBettyParlour is waiting there"