From the peephole, laying on a daisy' side, a beauty spot I find. Or, from the peephole, laying on an anus' side, a beauty spot I find.
In secret for, not to tell, and gone first together.
By holy water, cooling my head, to start again.
On the clay dish, nibbling beans, wasting time I am. Or, of her hairlessness, pinching a bean, wasting time I am.
By the having a child, the reason why he is fascinated, on her earhole.