Tag: poet
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Craic Attic
They used to slag me for liking black metal Now feel train rumble through the track metal Rose with thorns and pillow soft petals No doc leaf pushing into nettles What’s up doc, I need prescription sheets Coz I’m gobbling pills like a junkie fiend Three sheets to the wind, keys I’m keen To kneel…
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DESESH
Given more dead arms than Belgian Congo In Ireland to drink is to be Ag Ol Being shitfaced is my main goal Carried to bedroom by my girl Sour vomit down toilet swirls Brown out like slipped into wrong hole. More arm feels than Aki More destructive arms than Iraqi Hadn’t, still plagued by Khaki…
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Baphomet’s Belle
Belle of the Styx Look sick in triple six Her sandalwood aroma Her hands without arthritis Joseph of Armitithea a carpenter Knew how to handle wood. Bring wood and oil for pouring This poor soul to release From the abundance of her lust, her appetite no man could cease For this disease we the Just…
Alchemisland 