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Was all my joy
I was walking through the garden Frost had the ground hardened Late Winter delayed starting Pondering my life’s constant stop starting, up down all around What Vasari would hardly term an artist I am quick to criticize but the back is mine where the scourge hits hardest Tired of being Trial’s favourite target Devising cunning…
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Draculack
Visit cinemas for the novelty cups I crossed oceans of time just to fuck Done flunking, can’t fuck this up Out of fucks, fucked up this cup with pharmacy drugs Itchy skin I’m feeling bugs, feeling for bugs Taking out the dune buggy, glovebox full of nugs Using my fist, not giving nuggies I’m the…
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Full of hyperskunk, driving around Wicklow
Your lipsmacking is so unthreatening to the gang We didn’t even fetch weapons You’re like that one who keeps trying to make fetch happen You kept coming back, mangy cur with manky fur a bit too fetch-happy Lucky you because I’m not shy giving nippy pips full cups of blunderbuss Tough love find you under…
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Systemic emetic
Rats in holy robes with tail holes I hope everything devolves into violent, causeless chaos Today is not soon enough Detonate the payloads Enter the codes and watch them go Nuclear winter, is there anything more rock n roll? Just let go.
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Lost and blind in the clockless tunnels where time’s passage is measured by the yellowing of ancient bones.
Not quite but close to frozen Way way way down below, below the graves Below the maze the skull-decorated catacombs make Perilous to become waylaid A flashlight flickering signalling a dying battery We split up but now I’m panicking, regretting bickering I’m feeling sick, I’m sorry I got thick with you, you cut the quick…
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