Saturday, 29 January 2011


Meat hung and yet to dry.
Wring it out.
Your twisted high
Don't go
Out lay about.
Cyber pole
Dancin all the baddies out.

The salt you put in your meal
Ends up in the ocean.
Mr. Greenpeace devotion
Mr. Clean Finger Nails
Afraid to even smile.
Don't save me.
Save a tree.
Salt you
Slow chew
And shit you out

Clutivating a close, warm hearted feeling for others automatically puts our mind at ease.- The Dalai Lama has twitter. But what happens when that person couldn't give a flying fucking shit about your close warm feeling?
Clean your flat.

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