Tag: poet
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can’tdrivecunt
Revving at traffic lights I ignite, sliding Slick as a dickie bow on Poseidon All these rivals not on my side Want me ignoring street signs unto my demise Cropdust the lot of these crap driving opps Exhaust spluttering buttery fog they struggle to drive through Like McDonald’s changed the route to the window booth…
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Link up
Get thee behind me quickly, sickly fiend For suggesting Eve eats her apple peeled My tummy must serve as my feet Mine the salt brow labour of the field They failed to frisk me, missed my steel Why pay when you can steal? Your wig peeled like a price sticker on a cheap deal When…
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Fucking a banker’s bird
I prophesy that all these property guys are fake tycoons Lying lines on graphs bad maths, lunatic goons lying about profits More stops on this trip than a heritage map because I drank orange Piss exploding out near the hips in a torrent Looming over their underlings, yuppie arrogance dealing psychic damage I’m frothing, wet…
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how2feelusefulagain
In order to feel useful I have to work Since when must idleness feel deserved You can’t spend forty days in the desert or Costa will be short a server If the operation was available today, I would willingly be severed Anything to give Focused Me leverage Over Free Me, about as attentive as a…