On the Ground worm! u know where you Belong worm. And Do Not even think about rising above My Ankle again loser. u LIVE under My Ebony Perfect Soles. Now Beg to lick Them clean! If I allow you may gaze upon Perfection...Perfectly Painted toes...Pedi'd Caramel Feet. Maybe I will stomp your face into the ground...Maybe I will rub My Soles into your nose...Maybe I will allow you to kiss and worship Each Perfect Toe