Tag: writer
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Champ Tokes Off A Janky Turbot (Woodford 09)
When I light piffs that’s my beacon lit And Rohan shall answer Ask and get answer Take a chance, be a chancer You take every lump You take a champ toke off my blaster like Greedo who shot after If I had a gat, thank god I don’t, I’d be your master; hear it popping…
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SpitItOut
About to lay down truths Leaving today with an empty boot Fuck fire I’m pyre in the booth Vampire in the tooth Cthulhu call me Architeuthis My brother and me raised by a wolf We trust but each other Direlings, born under the sign of Wolfe’s arctother Our arcs align with one another Our snarks…
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Bankburster
Commerce stilted while high street’s silted More burst banks than Dillinger’s explosives More bankside miracle than the hands of Moses More roses strapped to lamp posts More wool than trapped in lamb coats Across your eyes, that’s my disguise My five fingers venetian blind one eye I’ve always been a hider in closets A closet…
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Someone there/Summoned there
Demons with contorted forms Souls black as aces George Formby faces Lips like week-dead worms Cometh the storms. Lightning rips Light night eclipse Every fern drips Every firm hip Up and about Beware the loon Howling the moon No one hears you shout.
Alchemisland 