Şarpe River Harlots
Julian Weisberg
[Verse 1]
The harlots cavort in the Şarpe River
During a carmine bath
Milky citrus steam quilts them
As they splosh in his wrath
[Chorus]
Harlots of the netherworld
Shielded by necromantic swirls
[Verse 2]
Loyal bodies smothered in pinot noir sweat
In the heat of the Şarpe
The sweltry harlots engage
In orgasmic smoke bays
[Chorus]
Harlots of the netherworld
Shielded by necromantic swirls
[Verse 3]
The Master emerges near the rosebushes
Ceasing the harlots' play
They'll blithely follow him
As the Şarpe fades away
[Chorus]
Harlots of the netherworld
Shielded by necromantic swirls