Fenix Oxo

I

Mamachrist how is you?
Eye see man and woman
and still think I lion.
The fire come in fire
But you know I
Mamachrist
Fire not consume I.
But I rise I post haste
Depending on who and why
I in there and if she not
Intolerable with I and you.

Fenix come too
Out of that fire.
She haul him ashes
Anyway.

She spit on flame
And orate profit from
She lips. She side
To side I and up
And down, round
And round til I
Fire I. And then flame come again
In I but she burn I, Fenix, Mamachrist.

Sheets be clean and winding round I
And she.
She make him stomach bridge out
Fast like that and she fall I
Off she over I.