I choke chicks for groups of focused locusts
and turn it into beauty like hocus pocus.
These cuties just rabbits post hats and smoke if
mirrors don't make them clearer I'll wax crass and bogus.
Mention hounds-tooth fixed wheels and cassette decks
sex next, don't call back till she text vexed like,
"Listen here Desir, you're bout to get your neck stretched".
Aw heck Beth, y'know that I lust you to death bet.
But honest love you can really save your breath.
The beast with two backs ain't got nothing in its chest.
This oft stressed love thing is all done in jest
so keep your files zipped up and your zipper decompressed.
she gave me average head while I played the bad guy
fucked her face stuffed her plate ate pad thai.
She's a gadfly and eek gads she's mad high
high times with herbs, honkys, rakes what a sad prize

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I cross my eyes, don't want to see straight.
Kabuki masks and spooky tasked cheapskates
feminist sluts from Tufts stuff the beefcakes
muddled in rust these muggles trust a police state.
Rather eat the veggies than get a piece of the cheesecake
blind lead the snipers and I just aim to please mate
catch me with the un-mailed rebates
warrants in three states
kids'll say he's great.

Arachnophobic
took your back and broke it.
you lent me your ears and I bit off the lobes shit.
Spinning webs with eight legs, dancing for flys.
Fuck them with my words and romance em with my eyes.
Guys! She's mom's cutest
well dressed nudist.
Bob on her head afro on her Mons Pubis.
And me? I'm just light skinneded albino
writing skits about old hookers at the gyno.
And love is blind so
what the fuck do I know?
Eyes pop out my head at every girl that's fine though.
I'm still weirder than Hieronymus Bosch.
Online late looking for an anonymous toss.
Honest to gosh man I wish I could stop it,
bust my load when I put my toad in her wet sprocket.
I'll get my lean on until my spleen's gone
take one hundred fifteen for the team and the theme song

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