the bubo of lisper he talks in a whisper
he follows me all around town he gets un my ear like the crimper of fear like the bouffant hair do of a clown an old psycho-laugh down a dark distant path .... the light of the measly old moon the creatures all bay at the end of the day .... as the lisper reroll,s his dark rune a master-mutator . . . who,ll just get you later .... . from dark caves of paganeth age till jetting by plane .... well he,s in the fast lane .... but hear ye righteosness rage so lisping in tights .... well his names up in lights .... regaleth his reaming refrains a dodgy old darling .... of sycophant snarling ..... the rats multiply in their drains but chicken coop restive a dunking digestive it,s frankenswine,s one a.m. show the old darling reams as the heroine screams and mother she striketh the blow |
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zygomycosis played guitar .... the spiders from mars gigged with modi the gangied guru of desi daru who played his trump card like a toady a ritual slaughter of "dead souls" in water ....a black and treacly slither the pestilential pyres burn ... "the eternal" sail down that damned river and an eerie applause as some stop and pause it,s the b 613 variations the deadly drums from festid slums ... tread highways of so "sovereign" nations so it,s "aushwitz baby" or the no way maybe of "brazilian blend bombastic" "regina rejoice" its a chicken flap choice but "thumbs up" from "captain fantastic" ?? |
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