Tuesday, October 16, 2012

A gun n quit wit

Twisted functions in out of the Uranus of the collide within it self, i was kicking it down the street a voice called out and heard my noise i heard a faint cry i whiny black sigh i wanted to f oam up i wanted to bubble pop I wanted home but my legs were dried up i dashed to the nearest cowboy brunch and the card table switched over to the nuisance in the unce cap fortune forker untied a sack of gash a large sack gash a disgusted flipped up gash the vertical horizon marimba sound a water sun liked it the water bowl open mouth a jacket on the back a leather jaket killed a pig and cow a meaty feat a meaty feat for him the period marks of the toilet seat down chemical and bacterial colony's i watched it grow fungi
fungi oh fungi yeah the sound it hears the sound a voice an then choice is the GOGH energy a shakti an dollar running over the excitement growing like the fungi oh funiguy do the salad i jerk in the dressing a jerk on the steak that walked away a table for you and a dance hall tango and orchestra band in a tea cup.

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