Tag: poet
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We dug up the Shiteater’s hastily buried book of verse and were accordingly disturbed, an excerpt:
Heart on my sleeve, honestly I could see Piss glistening on the seat Busy piss listening Outside the cubicle on my knees I could see the feet Orchestra, key of pee Nery a day passes Without me hearing urinary tract action Or brown traction from the cracks of asses While I whack one out, I…
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Bedside
Like a grape punnet’s pride of place, You’re waiting by the bedside. Can I talk you for a test drive? Slick roads, little on the wet side. Dusty bass amp, a full washing hamper, Walls damp, burning sticks of nag champa To cover up the stink. We smoke sticky until it’s silent; Some smoke until…
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Cottonmouthed orations
You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry Banner, don’t mean star spangled Keep mango kush in a tangled Spar bag Keep my record clean, squeaky, to avoid wearing manacles My shit comes out clean, like sheets passed through mangles We’re deep in the woods, like Hobbits in Fangorn Anyone stumbles across us they’ll see horrors…
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Clung to my lung
Crow in my socks, always stocked Coughing lots, deathdoor knocker and coffin dodger Some dodgy lugies I’ve hocked, lungfroth Hockney’s Drinking strong scotch Couldn’t walk a straight line for cops, tried to dodge Looked more like hopscotch But they didn’t find the bodge in my Neon Dodge Quite a night time scare, sans Podge and…
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