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Hanging the masters all at once
Winds blowing gale force Throne-goaled Gael Force Storming the pale fortress flooded with white stones Fist-sized schisms of crystalline quartz reportedly Sporting qualities of quantum energy storage Massive quantity, over electricity supremer in quality Pure white keep like the driven snow Needs regular sweeping, housekeeping Only the best housecleaner, stairs enough keep a young man…
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Breakfast
I can smell the taste is gonna be amazing Sizzling like a basement room with no casement on a summer day Pepper shaker shake it over the eggs and bacon The butter slides amazing like blood off a railing Should have worn a helmet skating Scrape your whole face off, Beksiński painting So much shine…
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Delap
Life a state but can’t blame cocaine for the stains Blame the strain, the blood in my veins flows in vain Former estate, grass growing mangy, cracks in the stained glass Chipper alabaster, noseless bust of Pallas, phalanx of untamed trees.
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Oldest soul viewing New Ross
New Ross is my new habitat Tried to break it but old habit is back Promises broken like an old stuntman’s back I want the house and I ain’t asking I’m practising my backhand slap on a fuchsia in the back Garden, hardening my heart after ardours, Mike after hours With a still-wrapped heart of…
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Empty the treasury
Empty the treasury it’s feeding time Each backstep and tragedy seeds a rhyme You left me alone last night I wasn’t worried but I was bored Guess it’s my fault having nothing else to do Ain’t yellah yelling nevah at death Old builder boots hard, yeah Fuck the Bilderberg Group Grubs in suits, shoot ‘em…
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