Strewn it till it stinks
I have lost sense of style since Sinatara
I have unlatched my belts of love since Abacha
Smash the moulded heated head
Tests are over-Inspection over.
Test results look likes insults
So want to insult, sorry has no salt
March
Make your point
In my pointed pointillism
Ask the film for a doctored documentary
I am a mad man
Seen it all-Fucking all
Like fucking Jesus on the fucking walk
On the storm.
Fuck it!
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