SCARS...

revised, uncensored, take it or leave (it) me

 Oh...
Yes!. and Bye
-the way!   Aye... aye
I a B.A. and U
Master's-dig-grey
in science-friction...

The silent Scratches
Zigzag Plan master
Top-o-graphic
Sketches
On my Hand and back
Are from my plushy
sweet pushy
Pussy-cat...

!
At midnights chime
Me =Thy master
and thee
Me-stress.
You...
you and on-lee
you!
B....A
Golden
Doll-finesse
Roll In my sea of
Blues.
A poor-ring tiger,
In my cage,
Until you get,  
That pound (?)
 of meat,
and,
meet fresh-flesh
Till
I forget...
forgot, Forget?
Oh my! On stage
My line,
And age,
(As we engage).


(?)s)exaggerated, sorry)

 2  Qh!...


Yes! and
Bye-the way!  Ayyyyye... ayyyyye(?)...
At midnights chime: meeeeee =Thyyyyyy mastrerereer.
and theeeeeee,
Me-stressssssss.
Youuuuu...yooooou
And oooon-leeeeeee Yooooooou!
B....A
Golden
Doll-finessssse
Rolololololololololol
In my seeeeeeea of
Bluuuuuuuues.
A purrrrrring tigerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr,
In myyyyyyyyyy cage,
Untiililil...
youououououu meeeeeeeeeeeet,  And get, The pound (?) of
fressssh meeeeeeeat, and flesssssssssh,
Tiililililill
I forget...forgot, Forget?
Oooooooooh my! On stage My line, And age,
(As we engage).

(?)exaggerated, sorry