Tag: 420
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Capacity all vanity
Thousand litre lung capacity Drank all the water that sank Atlantis Still had room for two cans of Fanta Hammered, talking like headphones on and speechjammer Yawning at your tawdry efforts, peasant Rouse from bastard fecklessness to a champion’s breakfast Driving by night soundtrack Vangelis, hands angelic Yet indelicate, indecorous relying on other men Enough…
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Aroving Asmoking Abush
A roving I’ll go but avoiding roads and no pair of brown eyes My black boots in the mud turn to brown brogues I’m drinking more than three of the Pogues White smoke from a spliff of white widow Like the bush elected a new pope.
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C R O W
Smart as a crow and as close with Odin My feet went cloven so with so much smoking Skin brindled, turning oaken Entifying from the trees I’m toking Flying entities harass me, like I’m blind and they’re harpies My heart pierced constantly at last falls to you-pleasing pieces Finally, I am peeled back like the…
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