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PINK-ASS. TIGHT HOLE. (GOOD-BYE LITTLE BOYS)

"Oh baby! She's hit - take her down 'round alley's corner
with and where the other Sailor Joes
belly dance
See her stacks of pancake beige stream and tear stockings
below red dress slink above wondrous wounded river
her forced smile

Monkey-shit-brown nineteen-seventy-six Camaro running on
empty bitch white trashed bodies and flies
little boy ten and four hard-on spits "you never suck me
and i always have to drive

Red dress slinks down concrete and tar
Green eyes glare "Come...
won't you spend some dimes

Red dress slinks down low
Carmen lifts up above head
for all of him who pass after a peak
the peek to future heaven's hell
vortex void

Just a few dimes with change for fifty lifts red dress for all boys
passing youth to death card she pulls from decks slot
tells days time to
      come
little boys pathetic ass-pink butter whipped house pets of white collar bankrupt
douche obsessed
smelly whole shit out xerox form
"You want my piss stained red dress
... just a few dimes


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