KUNT: When I was up the loft I came across a box Which when I opened up stirred mixed emotions in my cock It felt a little hard but it felt a little soft The next thing that I know I'm feeling sexy up the loft So I unzip my fly and pop out my Jap's eye I have a little wank and I have a little cry I'm wanking over a pornographic polaroid of an ex-girlfriend who died LITTLE KUNT: "Come on, Kunt, it'll be alright" KUNT: "But I really miss her, Little Kunt" LITTLE KUNT: "If you tell me a little bit more about that photo, it might help you get over her?" KUNT: "Alright then, Little Kunt, I'll give it a go" KUNT: The pic was very lewd, she's completely in the nude She's pulling it apart and she's doing something rude She's got a hairy crutch, I miss her very much So I take out my chap and I have a little touch I'm wanking over a pornographic polaroid of an ex-girlfriend who died I'm feeling mixed emotions in my mind and in my knob