Dadaism is Dead

 

Dadaism makes Flarf feel funny
it pretends to be tragic and wacky.
You call that a poem?
Let me bust a pair of bones and strait-jacket Madonna’s.
Me don’t speak mainstream obese pancakes.
Whatever happen to that psyche octopus?
Anti-art 2014 makes me urinate a bag of skittles
did you taste the apple flavor?
Normally I use Degree for men it brings peace to the Middle East.
Protesting your right in the U.S.A is crass
Poetry itself dresses like a nurse without gay couple’s.
Human dignity reminds me of a prostitute computer nerd.
Dada has got the looks but no grass to smoke with Jim Morrison
I once adopted a hungry hungry hippo
it went berserk after watching Clark gables mustache.
Tonight My Bush Hologram might solve the mystery
behind Napoleon dynamite and his jerry curl astronaut.

 

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Someone should pour hot mustard on your bikini war

 

Assholes some accumulate it,
some try to cover it up with embryonic mother origin.
After 2 whole weeks of pragmatic constipation product,
I suddenly realized brain fart
is the new social hipster germs.
Words are too unpredictable
they come in the smallest unacceptable onion rings.
Sick plants exhaust me
fertilizing tropical mumbo jumbo news anchors.
The media taste like sour vomit units.
During the post-computing forest speech era –
Most flowers caused down-syndrome to their lubricated funny little privates.
Censoring natural selection
Today’s Genetics ripened on isolated diarrhea fruit baskets.
Incorporate rain-coats and environmentalist meaning dormancy.
OMG! Look at Mark Twain shooting up morpheme
I wonder if someone can open up his ovule
an impregnate his elemental parts?
DNA words smell like Emily Dickson’s practical Molecular cheese grader.
The number of outer abort characteristics
may determine the well thought out damages that associate,
the village people and Freddy Mercury.
Biology has gotten its abortion, wait? That was the banana republicans.
Come on folks let’s go boogie with our jizz and jam bomb nights.

 

 

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