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  • Italian Ghosts

    After the battle  The Italian doctors Rubbed pasta and pesto poultices  Into the wounded soldiers It smelled like a roast  Years afterwards, they’re heard as yearning ghosts  Or pot-throwing poltergeists.

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  • GASGUZZLER

    I never run out of stamina I rip flesh, Legend of Shamana Sorry I left semen in your mama We had a dirty semana  She ate me like a piranha  I honoured her, only slothfully  Honestly for fifty five she’s some moth Nice, clean slot like casino just got mopped If he gets caught  Your…

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  • HANDOUTS

    No mics no peas but plenty black eyes  Every time I swipe, bear at salmon style  Every time I try I backslide  End up several steps back  Or upon my backside  On the flipside I didn’t die  Must be getting stronger Finished off my third cow pie Can feel my dick getting longer  Didn’t even…

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  • Old enough

    If you’re old enough to read the Beano  You’re old enough to sit at table eating  Grab a plate and a glass of vino  Hold it aloft for a toast Too often you were with people older  The host smiles, how you’ve grown  Too young for the world on your shoulder Too young for this…

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  • Bag of Cans

    Big bag of cans from Centra, toot off a jig jag chains jangling, good laugh Asked a fat bird to sit in my lap and almost got flattened, man patty We’re chatting, acting natural being crafty, nursing a craft beer The action comes after, I cum fuck what happens after Red handprints on her ass…

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