Saturday, July 31, 2004

Evil songbird la-di-da

evil songbird la-di-da
hypnotize my foie-de-gras
satisfied by merchant crimes
undisturbed chaotic times
scoop out my brain
with wheat-thin cranes
dish out cold stares
at raven's blares.

crows murder me
blows murder you
last Saturday screams
for society's screws.

When the babies have run
all the way to the head
and the doggies have done
bad crap to their friends
then the profits will climb
on top of themselves
and blue-eyed merle will scream:

Stick it in again!

This is my favourite dream:

Stick it into yourself!


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