Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls
With bad intent
Snot running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes… hey, Aquaman
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run… hey, Aquaman
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck… oh, Aquaman
I actually made and wore a tin foil hat once. Unexpectedly I started receiving radio signals from deep space as verified by Ancient Astronauts.
Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls
With bad intent
Snot running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes… hey, Aquaman
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run… hey, Aquaman
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck… oh, Aquaman