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A Sensitive
Don’t make noise or upset me I don’t win on points I go Jet Li, moves that’re deadly Detrimental to health, hit a violence medley No cops no point, better belling a priest I battle like Pelennor until your defeat Teach you a lesson but let you get a headstart Pelham 123 countdown, then I’m…
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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’s a pal and who’s only a pal until they’re down bad Stood pat on the foot path, had my salesman patter down pat I was hard as a butter pat straight from an…
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SHITHOLE
In a damp, dank, rank tenement, in my element I’m hellsent, hellbound, and hell bent on stamping out Anyone else selling ground up brown on my stomping ground I key nose spice So good they accept the ridiculous price They score, I get prizes like I hit the high score Sort 20 guys one night…
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Murmurs from the End
The ne’er rising sun Plunging from azure-plundered skies The busy pilums of the Thunderer strike Cries like wolfrhapsody as climbing fires reach the highest cathedral spires Liars esteemed From hissing oceans clear pearls of escaping steam In fitful sleep and frightening waking dreams, visions of children screaming Crowds streaming through fissures in the palisades Schemers…
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Loss and the space it leaves behind
Pennies but not from heaven From the machine slot because I rolled three 7’s She’s dressed in Penneys best, wants to get in my bed and be caressed But I’ve a stress headache, been unable to rest since last Wednesday When I got the text informing me When the sky absorbs the soul we’re meat…
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