I'm going to try an unconvential method...
*attempts to simp the asterisks into giving me cuss word status*
Out of all the keys on the keyboard....you are the one that sings a sweet harmony of censorship that adds an enhanced sizzle to my cussing. I would take you out to old country buffet....and pay extra fee for access to the spice rack.
you'll censor me...when my cuss words move...apon the fields of the coli
you'll forget that we...have the to right to sweaar...as we walk in the fieeellddss of the coli...
so you'll over look...our cusssssin riiigghhtssss....apon the fields of the coli
in my arms you'll fall...as your hair comes down....right oonn the fieelds of the coli
will you censor meeee?

block the cuuuuss woordsss I looooove...apon the fieelds of the coli
we'll forget that you can't censor me....in constricted bliss....while we enjoy the fieeelds of the coli
*peaceful instrumental part*...*gazes at stuff in a random, mellow way*
many cuss words flowed...since those censored days....apon the fields of the coooliiiiii
you'll remember me....when these cuss words drop...as we walk in the fields of the coli......as we stroll in the fields of the coli
