台語 (Taiwanese)
野獸變聖人
查某人定有這經驗，感覺相好稍無仝。
平時家己窒喙空，今暗廚房做好尪，
目尾直降足反常，毋知是欲變啥猴弄。
癮癮的柴頭人，喙甜對我直直捧。
挲阮頜頸硬欲鼻芳，講伊褲底ＸＸＸ。
野獸意圖煏大空，講收成就要ＸＸＸ。
捀茶掠龍足夠工，嗆欲ＸＸ乒乒乓乓。
袂堪姑情閣拐弄，佮伊入房放輕鬆。
痟狂的野獸，今暗無需要你的溫柔。
起嬈來掠野獸，欲予你喙鬚拍規毬。
痟狂的野獸，查某人欲甲你幌韆鞦。
哪知目睭盯青隨煞鼓，你攏無留後手。
頭拄仔地裂閣山崩，野獸出巡鑽磅空。
為啥雄雄磅米芳，一切囂掰皆成空。
頭拄仔野蠻掠頭鬃，講欲予我ＸＸＸ。
野獸變聖人煞袂堪，這馬連攬都嫌手重。
台語羅馬 (Taiwanese-Roman)
Iá-siù piàn sìng-jîn
Tsa-bóo-lâng tiānn ū tse king-giām, kám-kak sio-hó sio-bô-kâng.
Pîng-sî ka-kī that tshuì-khang, kin-àm tû-pâng tsò hó-ang,
Ba̍k-bué ti̍t-kàng tsiok huá-siàng, m̄-tsai sī beh pànn siánn kâu-lāng.
Giàn-giàn ê tshâ-thâu-lâng, tshuì-tinn tuì guá ti̍t-ti̍t phâng.
So gún ām-kún ngē beh phīnn-phang, kóng i khòo-té ngē-piang-piang.
Iá-siù ì-tôo piak-tuā-khang, kóng siu-sîng tō-ài thàn tuā-tsâng.
Phâng-tê lia̍h-lîng tsiok kàu-kang, tshiàng beh sńg kàu phing-phing-phiang-phiang.
Bē-kham koo-tsiânn koh kuái-lāng, kah i ji̍p-pâng pàng-khin-sang.
Siáu-kông ê iá-siù, kin-àm bô-su-iàu lí ê un-liû.
Khí-hiâu lâi lia̍h iá-siù, beh hōo lí tshuì-tshiu phah-kui-kiû.
Siáu-kông ê iá-siù, tsa-bóo-lâng beh kah lí hàinn-tshian-tshiu.
Ná-tsai ba̍k-tsiu tinn-tshenn suî suah-kóo, lí lóng bô lâu āu-tshiú.
Thâu-tú-á tē-lia̍t koh suann-pang, iá-siù tshut-sûn nǹg pōng-khang.
Uī-siánn hiông-hiông pōng-bí-phang, it-tshè hiâu-pai kai sîng khang.
Thâu-tú-á iá-bân lia̍h thâu-tsang, kóng beh hōo guá sóng kui-àm.
Iá-siù piàn sìng-jîn suah buē-khàm, tsit-má liân lám to hiâm tshiú tāng.
English companion poem
Beast Becomes Saint
Every woman knows this score—
things don't feel quite like before.
Usually quiet, keeps to his zone;
tonight in the kitchen he's king of the home.
Winking sideways, acting wild;
what monkey business is in his mind?
This dull stiff block of wood
is pouring sweet talk, making me feel good.
Nuzzling my neck, sniffing close and tight,
bragging that ＸＸ are bursting right.
The beast’s wild plot is plain to see:
"Reap the harvest while it's a mighty tree!"
Serving tea and rubs with eager flair,
boasting we’ll rattle the walls in there.
Softened by his sweet seduction,
into the bedroom we ＸＸＸ.
Frenzied beast, no need for gentle ways tonight.
Feisty mood to tame the beast, I'll knot your whiskers up tight.
Frenzied beast, let’s take a ＸＸ on the ride.
Who knew your eyes would glaze and the drumbeat died—
leaving nothing on the side?
Just now the earth shook and mountains split,
the beast went ＸＸ in the pit.
How come this rice-popcorn sudden blast?
All that bullshit vanished fast.
Just now pulling hair, fierce and bold,
ＸＸ all night to hold.
Now the beast becomes a saint, can barely stand,
even my arm around you feels heavy in hand.
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