Buttered - Red Red Meat

Buttered and confessed every stray

Wet behind the knees change your mind

Holy waters low tide

In between bored and sin

Reeds and twine heel and rose always mine

Shallow tide a crooked time to wake you

Falling sickness faked unkind

Drawn to your sore lip shallow

Holy water’s low tide

Another fixture waiting

Badly grazed almondine every stray

Badly bent would forgive a crooked time

Reeds and twine heel and rose always mine

Badly grazed would forgive a crooked time