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Friday, 22 October 2010
A Poem as Quick as the Government Cutz
What a slough! - Kill Pol Pot,
Or Hitler, or George Osborne (keep reading),
that frigid Anti-Christ and slavering
Beast -
100% kidz, 100%! -
Ice & lapdog drool
All over
My epiphany!
My eternity!
Slogged off guts of dead dog
cutscutscut & kiss a cunt
& say g%dnight "children"
GOODNIGHT!
The cat is in the bag
Is in da mouse is in Da House
& I'll sleep, petal,
I'll sleep
With the efficiency of the
German moto trade
Turning tricks
On Chinese nuts
(My freakin epiphany!!!
All over Chinese nuts
(Ran into a French rioter the
Other day,
Said better off dead
Than fed a bunch of
Munch/truncheon
Pour le petit dejeuner.
(Just kidding, George - you're GORGEOUS!)
2011
2012
TICK
TICK
TICK
THE END!
Or Hitler, or George Osborne (keep reading),
that frigid Anti-Christ and slavering
Beast -
100% kidz, 100%! -
Ice & lapdog drool
All over
My epiphany!
My eternity!
Slogged off guts of dead dog
cutscutscut & kiss a cunt
& say g%dnight "children"
GOODNIGHT!
The cat is in the bag
Is in da mouse is in Da House
& I'll sleep, petal,
I'll sleep
With the efficiency of the
German moto trade
Turning tricks
On Chinese nuts
(My freakin epiphany!!!
All over Chinese nuts
(Ran into a French rioter the
Other day,
Said better off dead
Than fed a bunch of
Munch/truncheon
Pour le petit dejeuner.
(Just kidding, George - you're GORGEOUS!)
2011
2012
TICK
TICK
TICK
THE END!
Sunday, 3 October 2010
Saturday, 25 September 2010
Fertility Verse
Scoop organism
from cheek smudge
mother spit
against depression
in purple veined
boiler suit (sundae
sackcloth virgin).
She proffers twice
the meat
she blanches
head boiled
to a velvet
top hat cocked
between her
peach pink thighs.
The crush of
clouds her squint
fells trees &
scrapes the prickly
plant spine thrust
in maturation.
Lick her
belly flat
& soundless
coil a sweet
voluptuous palm
where divination
smirks like
childless pottery.
from cheek smudge
mother spit
against depression
in purple veined
boiler suit (sundae
sackcloth virgin).
She proffers twice
the meat
she blanches
head boiled
to a velvet
top hat cocked
between her
peach pink thighs.
The crush of
clouds her squint
fells trees &
scrapes the prickly
plant spine thrust
in maturation.
Lick her
belly flat
& soundless
coil a sweet
voluptuous palm
where divination
smirks like
childless pottery.
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