Notes: Hoody Hoot && Fwee.
Scrounge
Sheets askew and hair disheveled,
Did not for long in pleasure revel,
Swiftly escaped the pesky spell
You're under where you hardly tell:
Into infinity you fit,
And in silence you fare;
No, you just creep to get
Your underwear; your brother
Smirks, says, "Leave it."