breezy beezy breezin bouncin boundin smokin'
speedin even creasing cracked pavement
prolly bleeding statements leakin
outta bleatin clipped lips
leavin Boston for the bouncer
lurkin shirts shine from
candlelight and lamps
bigger muscles bigger bones
honed at the gyms stimulatin
warped neurocies
precociously poppin up from her depths
deeper from the deepest depths
deepest meth habits haven't dropped yet
and yet
breezy beezies speedin sneakin
from the shivs of the lurkin shirts
shamed and shameful shakes
sherlocks shived
herpied humpers humpin dead in dumpsters
bouncers beatin herpied humpers
for nothin
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This poem is too fun to read and actually read at the same time. Works on so many levels.
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