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And now for the weather, Tom?

by Johnny Crimson

I am popping yogurt covered fruit snacks
and inhaling the sun
I promise you those are not replacements
for more naughty words

Please kiss you mom with that
sewer mouth
And then kiss me
Screams of god will be heard for miles
As impotent brains explode with excrament

UV rays shall all but molest your heart

Skin and teeth on every channel

04/23/2007

Posted on 04/24/2007
Copyright © 2024 Johnny Crimson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/24/07 at 02:35 AM

I love the images in that first stanza. Really cool stuff, man.

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