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“TroubleBUm”

Pick the herbs
Ensure that curds and whey
Get separated into 2 words
Blessed with Frankincense and Mur
Get em while they’re hot
Sick of watching hot foxes fuck
While watching my dog pop snot.
Keep my deepest darkest thoughts
In Al Gore’s Lockbox
Over next to Grandma Death’s crock pot
Watch Hop scotch
Eatin my favorite Pop Tart
Flinch,
I didn’t even see you start.
Keep score for the youngins
Then I’ll introduce them to Plug ins
In the waves Package
Ask them months later
WHAT THE FUCK THAT RACKET IS?!
Shake my cane
Tell em keep it short and simple
Back to the lab,
Song throw aways keep me warm for the winter
Listen to Wu classics,
Far from average.
You get em free with your first pack of matches.
Silly Rabbit.

Men and boys alike,
Becoming Ah Real Monsters
Lived to tell that
Sex on the freeway
Tastes like blood from an enemy,
Like when I bit my own lip,
Then I came too quick.
Warm as if wrapped in a bear skin.
When she gave me the gift of my own sweat
I did not bath for want of the cold
For want of more friction.
Falls asleep to Episode 59 of the Simpsons
Cradled by the night lights
And White NOISE.

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from michael jordan's gay, released June 17, 2013

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