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Slop, gruel and cruelty for slaves
Unphased, USA seems far away Far as Botany Bay from where I’m laying Noting down everything the stars are claiming Taking inspiration from the sermons, saints and satan Leaving the Napalm Death gig in 1996, ducking ticket bashers Slash you with a hook for your shirt, shoes, gimme all your shit Just a kid but…
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leggy
Ham hued her pussy, not fussy about the clam Screaming too loud tell her can it Don’t ask her can I because she’s pushing my head down She’s wearing short trousers, I see most of the gams Saying oh damn like an amish seeing an ankle Hem raised enough, lying in the hay hair astray…
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sauceloser
Lost in the sauce, call you up on stage Look on your face, soon one of pain Switch the box then cut you in half Further from socks than when you were asked Outclassed and outfoxed by the superior man Crowleian reminder, Enochian ghostwriter The magician’s assistant frilly and pink, Sphinxlike Gun in a helicopter…
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Word hoard
How many whips I dream of Like Richter Belmont memory repeating at hairline’s receding Remembering Nintendo, intending to smoke a blem of endo Before I get close to ready to make a poem, forests of trees Endor In the bushes plotting the end of Empires, toy sales their sights Revolutionary until the swill’s your favourite…
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Guardpassing
Can’t pass guard, too much lactic acid in my arms Can’t get hard, too much insantic passion in my cranium Need new combats but too fatigued to fire up the camo jeep Djeep lighter speaking to me from the desk I write at The devil’s mess I make that, then I write that No takebacks,…
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