Ill Have a Razo’r Whater please! and that is whater...with an ‘h’, punk.
Carnal x 2 and one upside down is Carnival man.
And you don’t have to go to Hawaii to eat ya some Spam.
Low bow, gremlin
Face’s illuminate the black
Squinting for blue
What once was squish
Is
Now click and clack
Glands pump, meter picks a pace
We wept for the rider
Pan back
Glide
And wait
You’re becoming strangely lupine
Oracles ubiquitous and straight
Starlight eroding in white
Smooth licentiousness
Like a psyche pill
‘Greed and disgust’
is all that I feel
and im rolling
your way
and
I’m kind of a big deal.
On kind of a big wheel
Cacophony of cries
So no body hears
Or you could say
No body feels….
On Krypton
Clark aint no big deal.
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