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Bring down the giant with stones.

by Johnny Crimson

And you may smite the hands of fate
with a call to heed this destruction
or you might feed the mouths in reverse
throwing food up the throat until it passes by
the valley of tongue

Lick my fuck with a grin
and rosy-cheek peck me good-bye
till the next time.

I'm always left with my bunny suit on
stabbing frozen steaks with my head
in the freezer,

while there's perfectly good raw pork
rotting on the counter.


Posted on 09/16/2009
Copyright © 2024 Johnny Crimson

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