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  • Hithitsip

    Give me a sip from your flask  Barely any left after BJJ class Take a lash and say thanks, class Roll one with the new grass  We’re on the grass in every sense  Like a Crop Circle incident He takes out a joint he’s already rolled Winks sixth sense, that was some ninja shit Sweating…

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    11th Aug 2024
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  • Townabout

    Like the jailbird said I went down  Came from Derry like the Clown All around town things coming back  Like they used the Trevi Fountain bank Porcine forces, portly faces  Like animated white pudding  If it’s not them it’s the racists  Famously, it’s Deliveroo drivers  Robbing teenagers with syringes  At half five on a Friday,…

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    11th Aug 2024
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  • Growback

    Gushing back, lashing me like a bad slave Growing back, like the Hydra was slayed Like someone cut a worm, or a lizard’s tail Extra chapters in the Canterbury  This is the wizard’s tale Running my hands over card backs Like they had braille, for context I use a set of tarot cards to plan…

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    11th Aug 2024
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  • Portion

    An ounce and a bottle of whiskey Down you, month on the drip feed I clean the seats and wipe clean the streaks Wearing yellow marigolds, same colour as the fields of cormallen I’m tracing the Shannon, singing Barbara Allen My hand cannon like an allen key, release your steam.

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    11th Aug 2024
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  • Gotime

    When it’s time go no one will know it was me Wore a thick black robe down to the knee Grow a beard, lay low for the next three  Weeks, things gleaming no receipts for them Guests are eager this evening but I don’t receive them I’m ghosting everyone, phone is on flight mode Heads…

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    11th Aug 2024
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