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Momus: Moloch passed the message to the Behemoth Whose master passed it on to Zebedee It was sent by Internet, by obscure protocols To its recipient, the delicious Miss GeeMiss Gee: It was early afternoon when your message came I was slumped under the table, slightly cold I didn't have a single stitch of clothing on I was trembling but my trembling was controlledI really can't recall who I was meant to be that day I'm an actress, I play so many roles But the script required Miss Gee That's who I was meant to be And I was just about to pick out her clothesMomus: When a crumpled paper ball Hit the floor beside you It made no sense at all It said:Both: Bandy biwa krishnamurti Pilgrim snorkel meat Ipsum lorem dolor sit amet Unix at the portal Body type by Letraset Here at the Epoch let us forgetMomus: Grip my head and feel my pain Imagine I'm the king of Spain Imagine I'm a weapon in your sheathEast is East and West is West New York City to DunsinaneMiss Gee: Polly Peachum creaming her McHeathMomus: In the sturgeon caviar In the virgin Mr McPherson In the rain the cloud And in the cloud the rainGreen tea ice cream, wind dried duck Did you ever meet a person hot toMomus: Forget it! Shower in my shower I'll soap you back and front Take me by the hand and lead it to yourMiss Gee: Country cousins, kissing by the bridge A babbling brook and a choc-a-bloc fridge My favourite restaurant is Yo Below So when we go, slip under the table and begin toMomus: Blow me down, gyoza, my favourite snack Dip it in the soy sauce, slip it up yourMiss Gee: Crack goes the whip boys, crack kiss crack Miss Gee has a whip and she'll stick it in yourMomus: Ask no questions, I'll tell you no lies It isn't exclusively all about size But did you ever see a rock star doing up hisMiss Gee: Flies are a nuisance, bees are worse If you owe a girl money, put it in herMomus: Purse my lips, touch me there with a feather Better take an umbrella, what terrible weatherMiss Gee: Or we might get wet And we wouldn't want that Would weMomus: By many names I've been known Gil Martin, also Don Van Vliet Giovanni, Mantovani, Barry Manilow I could go onMiss Gee: Please doMomus: Super lovers Jesus Christ Coming once and coming twice In a paper cup In my hammock samovar I'm a caballero erojiji Gaugin eating out Tahiti Near as damn it, no cigar Very kimochi