Tag: poetry
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Test your grappling, fatty
Coked up and ready to go Straight from the playbook of Jon Jones Breaking bones, cranking shoulders, sorry, Glover I’m an old favourite for fight promoters Every fight, belts I’m holding Rode around the ring on my coach’s shoulders Before the fight light them up with a look that smoulders Topple them with a left…
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Psyclist
Ask myself “Are you winning?” Like a dad passing by his son’s room Peeking his head into the blue-cut gloom. Head spinning like the wheel of a crashed bike. However I tried My brakes wouldn’t bite Downhill slip and slide. I went over the handlebars, spiked. Landed hard on my side Hurt those prime parts…
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MEASUREMENTS AND QUANTITIES
Buckfast not half as nice in a glass Talking not half as nice when it’s out the ass Could take him to task but I’m not arsed Like the walls in a fancypants manse, I’m getting plastered. He’s talking horseshit but free drugs so I endorse it. I adore horsing down portions meant to help…
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A day in the life of a vice peddler
Hand swaddling cash Waddling off with the swag bagged As clans begin to clash Tenuous alliances fall and crash Find out who is a pal and who is only a pal until they’re down bad I was stood cutting dash on the foot path Had my salesman patter down pat I was hard as a…
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SHITHOLE
In a damp, dank, rank tenement In my element I’m hellsent, hellbound, hell bent on stamping out Anyone else selling ground up brown on my stomping ground I key nose spice So good they accept a ridiculous price They score, I get prizes like I hit the high score Sort 20 guys one night Like…
Alchemisland 