Let Him Blow

Oh the weather outside is frightful

And the prince is feeling sinful

Well there's only one place to go

Let him go, time to blow, on a hoe!

Well he doesn't show signs of stopping

And dear Alice is close to popping

It's nearly time for a royal swallow

Then he'll go, flip that hoe, bite pillow!

When he finally wears the crown

We all wonder if he'll still eat cock

Will he still be king of going down

Or will his tensions be relieved in his sock

Well the room is full of sighing

And the buttsex is satisfying

Cus' he's ploughing a teahouse pro

Soon he'll blow, let it flow, in that hoe!