alligator mating call

LAND OF THE NOT LAND OF THE HOME OF THE NOT HOME OF THE FREE STAY AT HOME BRAVE
THE A
FRAID, nunnofem donavan bailey, alien labias may have saved me
Thunder of a hundred horse girls, whipping cables immolating mister hands,
raze his stables
Alchemists slitting kids' wrists for maple, ricocheted kiss, oh the bliss napalm
Lubricated hatred: cumming in suffering, muttering pain
Hunger of the ungulates wanting the same
Missionary skulls splitting in the middle: encrypted egyptian acid rain
Tincture of the sphincter sipping liquid hisses mixed w shame
Divination of debasement in the basement
Do you understand what she’s saying?
William blake willing his spirit thru fitty different states
Thewizardchains thelizard brain: alligator titty taste
Conditioned impotence: distinguish imprisonment
From livin within the limits of the simplest images
Nibblin ritalin riddling nefalim fittin in syllables
To sin in the netherworld, ever undressable
I don’t give a fuck if i give a fuck, asshole, have one anyway
Violence: sex & death squished wish silence hired flies sigh at the wylin hymen
Spitfires spitting fire, twistin spires in the sky
Swine fine-dining on wine while Mycorrhizal Minds try to design cyber-wives
that survive on
Vitamin cry, time piously dies, but revives blinded in her shiny violet eyes
Streets of mallorca: orcas resorting to force
To restore your porcelain lord’s glorious order
Forty whores in milan, bored of paris salons
So the torsion of course was more than foresawn
Preciouness of the recipe, testicular entropy
Exchanging energy: predation’s supremacy
God flaunts his throbbing cock thru Euler’s identity
While Robbie Rotten’s stock options rocket for centuries
Funnyjunk — wetter the pussy, bigger the sausage
Buncha uncle toms plus a couple utha couple charges
Stunt on the runt of the litter, punt in the cunt was the trigger
Meat is murder: having nunna ya hummus for dinner
The thumb wasn’t up, but the blood was enough
To funnel his guts for some lovely fun in the winter
Stomachs still grumbling, pump him up with the punishment
Ya might wanna run if still you’re uncomfortable fuckin him