I went in with raised 
shields of fire 
hollow and filled 
with humbled misery
catching gods piss in 
melanoma sconces
in my shadows psychedelic 
subconscious.
tongue lash whip dash 
balder twisted toe rag 
do tagged hydroponic 
booyakah hurrah 
zip pity doh dah 
hardy har fucking har,
got all that my paisan,
I'm not done fucking 
with your head son 
slaughter the daughter 
tons of Shōguns carrying 
hacksaw free fall quickdraw 
shotguns scattering for fun.
rainbow snippets of 
lucrative incentives 
pewter sabres silently 
slicing wayward wavers
whats your flavor my neighbor 
another craved raver favoring 
a spray of binary accelerators 
as turntable ninjas stay dropping 
electric goosebumps for your lumps,
I'll slap that hump 
sit in the back 
of the pew boo 
waiting for you 
to get through,
sparking the tree up 
falling from high 
busting your knee up 
giggle till you snort
half a key up 
bitchslap you like a fiend,
(Biggie) "then calmly,I wipe the pee up."
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- Published: January 2nd, 2019 10:54
- Comment from author about the poem: It's just another long kiss
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Ive never been kissed like this?
The video should explain it better. I'm sure most would not like to be smooched like this. 😈
Sounds like I'd better watch the video when my boys aren't around.
Touche
Oh now I see what you mean.
Sounds like the goings on outside our village pub on new year's eve as we walked home from my sister's.
The world's bad. 🙁
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