the first word war
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I never set fire to the hole in your heart,
I never purloined your letter.
The wig that I wore to the beheading Was hand-woven
with tears blind Samson shed onto Delilah’s sand-blasted and silicon-enhanced mammary glands.
What did you say?
Who me, morbid again?
Nah nah nah, just kidding Izzy there’s no need for a pogrom just yet.
I never ordered your saviour to be nailed up nor drawn and quartered.
In fact your saviour selected his murderers with worn out precision.
A calculated act.
Myth dressed up as fact.
Now Jesus and Buddha, Mohammed and Krishna,
not to mention Moses and Abe,
are all guests at the ball, wearing high heels, stockings ‘n all.
You never would guess who set up the whole mess.
Blame it on the Dragon
The snake (Ouroubouros)
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A fourteen-year-old girl is always sexy. No matter how much acne or puppy fat. No matter how bad she feels about herself. In fact, her painful self-consciousness merely serves To increase her desirability. Fourteen year olds are the butter: Creamy.
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Wipe my ass
What is your path?
Wipe my ass
With your tongue
Ass licker
Wipe my ass
With your tongue
What is your path?
Little darling
I’ll tell you
Wipe my ass
With your tongue
Save me money
On toilet paper
That’s what you’re made for
Wipe my ass
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We are All
In solitary confinement
Always
We are
Always Isolated
All of us
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