Control system control system
How often do you listen?
Troll them, fuck total control
Shoot and don’t miss em
Typing subversive missives
Until my missile fingers blister
Pad Thai tonight, it’s nice
Spicy but George Bataille
Wouldn’t bat an eyelid
Hatches mine are battened
Down during the flattening
Wind battering
My batteries charged by sad Saturn
Offered her a bite of my Battenburg
Skinny thing had to fatten her
Sewer pattern, disrupted by fatbergs
Dance of Bastet, my cat twirls
While the world is early
One second, it stops turning
Since when did everything relate to earning?
Who set these beacons burning?
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