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PO-am for you and me & and you and me |
by Adam :: Filed Under Music and Culture :: January 13th, 2008 @ 10:25 am EST
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The only joy is celebration for celebration’s sake
Reveling in hourly attempts to make it up
I know I am old
Maybe even now at middle age
But I will revere that whirlwind of Hooch and Hoochies
The green reads Jungle
every form and scarce shape
Thirsty
Circular
Thick
How do you shoot it?
Those begging off it
How do I appease them and drink?
In the image of the Lord
I see build
strip mall super
Tweed silk, mercedes made ash trays
Megalomania 2001 seat arena
to hear him posture HIM
Now see
instead I will trade
A baby seed for sirloin and some soap
to all of you childless seam busters
I gave up my huge cock long ago
so lend me a straw
Catch that abashed hound by hind quarters
Damn the dreamers
and never again do I have to walk or talk
Love it.