And when I say so I mean SK
finds itself prone and prostrate,
whoring it's mouth fellating A.
A, but where to begin with A but 'b'
4. Once prominent like a faith at its inception.
Legends, Greek and Roman; regular Minerva's and Bacchus'
it came to be wrapped in the gossamer of the 'new' lesser's envy.
Like Bob, B.A, CPA, A born and raised with his affinity
for p and o-cresol new age texts and maths come from it from Bristol
stupid as fuck Bob.
High Drunk Tweaking Horny Fiending
But what explains K and it's debasement?
Pencil-like twiggy agent orange phallus,
Mussolini-esque fur coat eclipsing grundle and anus.
With Adolf status stash pubic cut out.
No hand on it's head K Bobs and slurps.
A fingering his sphincter with 'Creation' Adam lefty limp dick index.
While its right writes a made for TV about a 1787
it traded for paper and derivatives; but not uppers, I know.
But Lo! what sooty behemoth doth approach?
Solar panel eyelids spitting crude.
Creeping creeping, ducked like a cherry picker
with his bed warmer at high noon.
Following it's gaze I I I .....{smokers cough}
It can't be It mustn't be what I see but tit is; PRC.
Once an opiate smoked to the heavens now it's sight on R for vendetta.
Went through K's estranged down-syndrome sibling still gaped;
feces seeping then down dribbling dribble on its inner thigh
K's fate's sealed; or is it?
For it will always be the bitch ne'er the top will it.
But I pose this to you the ___.
What be better? be hit from behind
your aggressor raw skinning you, after
blowing A's brains out bone frag and
a drop of it's death in your eye slumped
you look up but nothing; you've been
blinded.
Or to pry away the mouth at the sound of the rustle from the bushes.
Crack open a tube of that cherry chap stick,
treat those chapped chaps and
with a twinkle in your eye
call out, "Come out come out
wherever you hide."
Get down again on both knees and wait for the slide.
To be fellatia-ho for the imminent king
or not; that is the question.
This be not a lark, far from one.
This 'b' what it is today and what it will 'b'
4. tomorrow.
So pick your sides and pledge allegiences
At least another one time around on the anachronistic
merry-go-round we go, go, go...
