physical production I need to piss before I die a world of bliss is a honeypie fast devoured in spite of crime quickly lost with help of time I need to shit before I hit the bottom of that awful pit where souls are said to sell their fire man is not man he is a mire I need to cry before I lie to teddybears and a dragonfly I cannot help a bumblebee I am a catastrophe for free Jan. 1997 |
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