Category: Filí my pockets
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Fucking and drugging
Armpits hairy Black La Brea tar pits Hardly a problem, does no harm Pussy colour glazed ham I’m at it like I’m making bacon sandwiches Alarms going off like I walked out With the tags still on In the Jag it won’t take long Stay back to smoke a fag, long drags I’m with the…
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Scoring at the afters
I tap a Benson’s wilting ash proboscis into an empty We’re at it two rabbits rabid, even though I’m a savage She’s fit as jiu jitsu players before Abu Dhabi Ass looking slappy in a tight black tracky Interested solely in my dabbing bags, spiced baccy Spiced rum bottle on the tressle Label black kraken…
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Cold front out front
No excuse being an artist Self-awareness absolves you nothing How someone so handsome could be so ugly I must be the worst cunt in all Dublin The way you go on, I never go clubbing Bouncers tell me it’s not on, jog on What’s not on, set upon like rabid dogs if I’m put upon…
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Orchard of orichalcum
At the base of the Tree of Life, unscrewing orbs of light Satchel them and mam with passion will bake a tart tonight Bathing in Dettol together, me and an upstart tart On her upper arm, stick n poke of a burning martyr Woops made a spillage and improved the art.
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Stay a while (and listen)
Fucked three times like Marilyn Monroe’s body on ice Accuse me of hanging around, I shoot you that hangdog look Melts any frown, try drowning you in an amorous brook Stars overhead where UFOs park at probing time, took a picture But my phone’s a brick so it came out blurry and shit Even the…
Alchemisland 