Tag: fiction
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Dumping a load
I keep my hip flask filled ever since my glass slipper task failed I keep my output filthy like glass ashtrays in the 1950s When everyone died at fifty yellow livered and tipsy Selling gas, selling grass, so I take trains all over the place That’s my trade, get high grade to the right place…
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Buyer’s Market (confessions of a sphincter taster)
Noise is startling Tell a leng tart don’t worry darling Engine garbled Auto theft, no carpool Stolen like the Elgin Marbles She’s got a mouth could fit eleven marbles At which I marvel Million quid contract, Matt Cardle Went from a start up To established market Engine spark it Driving the borderlands, killing Varkids Big…
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Love’s the feeling of an easy breeze teasing your cheeks after weeks of confinement
Only a shot in the arm, what harm can it do? Best foot forward, don’t give gendarme an excuse Best believe I down foot to pedal fast if the wrong question’s asked Pedalled so fast I thought I would puke on the grass when at last I stopped; smoking too much to be giving this…
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Summoning up the war dead
Mind fuelled up on amethyst deceivers Receives the chief of demons My brain the EVP receiver Solomon and the Queen of Sheba Lining up to teach me controlled breathing And how that can result in kundalini Madlings prancing against the black screen of my half sleeping The séance apportments fade away, but they never leave…
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The Juicer II
Head movement, constantly moving got me through Held by the throat like a kitten by the scruff Duffed up in this dust up, fuck him up Then fuck him over the ropes clean through My judo throws take a phenom’s 0 Special me, beyond your zone Be on your way or I’ll break your nose…
Alchemisland 