Ode to Ollie

Oh Ollie, my Ollie,
You make me feel so good.
Oh Ollie, my Ollie,
Roll with you, I always should.

Your grid knows
Just how to please,
Your touch sends me into ecstasy.

With you I make sweet, sweet love
I promise you'll never have to wear a glove.

You know just how
To make me moan,
My neighbors
I'm sure adore,
Oh my God,
I always scream...
I'm just your running whore.

-Sprinkles

Thanks for always working out the kinks.