Breaking the Rules
set aside your heat for thourough gradation Christ, is that a knife in my back? and wage war on their point-proper diction monkeys ay! jackals compel me to hack That lays down the heart; it doth splay can't beat the gludious maximus man! ! because everyone from San Fran is definately gay Diet coke comes in a can I see the light of a thousand worlds explode in your eyes Make that loser walk the plank Is it the breath of pollen that tears my eye? Buy more cheese, fill your fish tank kill all people who cant drink mystic and yet i have the bends The amazing skateboardin' tarantula gone ballistic cradling the thorned egg in flaccid hands until congenial rivalry fell prey to vanity and pride and gasping for air is all you can do Cows moo talk to me i have a christmas present for you Pounds, baby.. pounds! I truly am, I am cradling the thorned egg in flaccid hands And chastise every I am i will always be standing before you with tongues let your tongue wander the subtle darkened folds and bitter like a wine-soaked tongue ahhh.. a flavor to behold pisses me off his gums won't stop a flappin' my head dials earth my head dials earth my head dials earth for it was his damn toe, that did commit that sin my ciruits are overloaded, but I'll try to do better next time Education was my calling, the valuable lesson I had to learn and curse anew at length the thrice-damned nads of Hell! I think we are in for a long yarn That you kinda smell
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