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Is this all ok with you
Is this all ok with you -A condo of pain that's up in flames You should really stay away from here-) Euphoria can be bought like a crack In Disquietude i'm a baboon In a maleficent cacoon Lifes a persuasive cartoon Everywhere psyobable looms Soaked and drenced in a fetishized perfume chimed and donged dinged in our tombs My Combed microfiched<b> poems </font></b>reach home Stained plain as laid My quarantined bones And they're so finely honed Made from the romps of nomes And their boiled noses in full caral sweet and feet Nonsensical Nonsensical Nonsensical Come into where i roam Hear me Harrumph Harrumph Harrumph This the hidding place my rottened decayed mind plays and see-saws In a framed acid ti-dye squeezed reanched It's slayed , it's frayed, and it's all pait for propper toppler The only thing that matters here Is the tathers of bawdiness spent I dare you to knock at my door I'm just another required disfigurement scorned I have horns I have horns Ihave horns And a pointed red tail A three pronged pointed spear of fear I tear I tear I tear One single salt drop of care Parted from thyne eye As you Die Die Die Damn i forgot to say hi |
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