Tag: poem
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Lyrebird
Can’t unsend a diss Might rent this My apprentice Rent lips Sent pics no bend this dick High bandwidth and ample data mandated to hit play on that shit Sudden dozens, we’re cousins But it stops at blood You couldn’t Walk a straight mile Without a map Walk by the old gaff Goodbye to all…
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1912
Two bottles of the finest wine A should-be-retired, much me-tired Corkman poised to uncork it Made to sigh by my beside finish line stymying He ceased enwining my coupe, stooped to hear Sneering, clearly disgruntled at some perceived rudeness; That query alone proved one patrician or rogue. Can I pay in old punts? * Icewater…
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Cows
Brad Pitt and the pendulum My sullen, bond-melting pen Penless sow’s pendulous breasts gave slow milk which depressed. It resembled liquid leather espresso. Thousands of mice ground down Flying out of a muckspreader’s mouth.
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hannibal ad portas
Fur coat stowing, Pimms going Down nicely and the rest up my shrón Snow and smoke O-blowing Steady nose diet Steady nose dive Dying or thriving for coke Company private, wide awake ALIVE Higher than Avenue Five Tell the driver turn up the grime Drive us to Pimlico, bro, wanna go where Himilco goes Heavy…
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Gain by murder
Old murder stain immortal on the Molesworth floor Dirty kitchen corner Where in hornier cornmaking days we spent time cavorting Feasts fit for horned lords, sporting hunt blusterful Wide-ended blunderbussish his wondrous hunting horn Painted urn waxy and lustrous, bull blood red and bone dust white Depicting the blinding of one-eyed Polyphemus on the Sicilian…
Alchemisland 