(This one goes out to the one I love)

Grinded pill
So very ill
dreadfull hill
I will introduce to my nostril

And I will shut the light
And hold you tight
loving bite
snatching bloody bite

Show me that [bad word] of yours
Under this red, red moon
Might I [bad word] soon?
(Very unlikely)

Love me till I'm dumb
 [bad word] me till I'm numb
Oh give me some
Oh give me but a little little itsy bitsy bite

Vitriol! Oh Vitriol!
More pills Lord Benezexol!

The banshee's call their love they send
"Bang the wall. My dear friend
Bang the wall"

Bang the wall!
(And her lovely forehead was adorned with scarlet)

I shall always be [bad word] you so lovingly
I shall always be snorting your sweat
I shall always be injecting your  in my veins
I shall always be [bad word] 
Loving you
 [bad word] you
Loving you
 [bad word] you
(And aren't the two the same?) She answered me so I tapped her gently on her behind to congratulate her on her dedication