Tag: poet
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NOXVOX
Skin sizzling like a burning witch Nox has me Zombie, Cranberries off these canisters Not a lotta space I’m thin as a rake bound for Sideshow Bob’s face But I cram it into me anyway, Instamash and Cram Take more than EMP scramble and nuke blasts to scram me Scran what’d turn another’s stomach: asshole…
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Hand in what goes down the Anduin
Ended up on the wrong side of the river, like Benny from the Mummy Scot free like all the cops near me had signed a waiver upon entry They struggled First to get a picture of this mug Employed black magic on these muggles Half the battle strength of passion Rest’s how willing you are…
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Cockcounter
Counting chickens like I’m preparing the day’s deli More heavy in the Ratti back, get it upon request like a Dial N Dash Bring nasty back, guestlist More cheese than even rats eat Going steady steady going steady as she goes take her home Nothing I can’t sell ya for the right fetti Levy from…
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Waterdreamer
Need a boat connect, something with propellers Propel myself along a dirty-dish-wet deck on peglegs forever Why there’s porn on the telly I can’t tell ya Enough girls here, like a trafficker’s cellar. Came from Africa like early man Ireland map where we’re selling at Wildest Thornberry, born ready Flooded the block like rocks broke…
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Misluck season collection
Clicking like a camera Kingship, conferred by Excalibur Shadowfax Jag, this one’s a galloper and that’s fact Shergar of the roadmarks Burn down, this is rogue art Pro, ice cold like Bogart Garden like something in a Hogarth We’re doing Hoegaarden, whole garden of hoes at my disposal Praying for betrothal, beds thorned with scornful…
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