Lean in Fanta cans
We’re leaning into fantasy land
Vanback courting brain damage
Doing Diana manoeuvres
M16 got the best body removers
Leave a populace clueless
Relevation of the method is what they do
Renders us unable to do
Anything about what’s plain to view
With your bird getting handsy
In the alley peeping her panties
Ship it here, she sends the galleys
Pictures of it sheared, its balder than a sheared sheep
I’m the black sheep of my people
All the cailín gyalies reporting to my scrapheap like a cur’s fleas
Chalice fulla purp currently
Lotta shit occurs to me
Hurters flocking me like shit-loving beetles
Do a scout camping jamboree.
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