Topless Hamsters of Popcorn Foreplay

 

Mcfly you’re smarter
than Fran drescher
leave the pluming duties to Jesus.
After all – eddy murphy
sought custody of Kevin bacon
and Weird Al Yankovic.

Tom Petty carried
a dozen yoga mats,
fully realizing a giant sourdough crust.
With every non-dairy urinal,
you regain popcorn immunities
resembling fruit roll ups.
Talk about immigration foreplay.

Socks placenta
during tattoo barber shops,
feed them disco feminist retainers –
and you’ll receive a cramp
the size of a topless hamster.
Matthew Mcconaughey
even agreed tofu anus donuts
against his own pancreas –
should never squeeze
the watermelons of Saddam Hussein.

I smell a lawsuit…
well, add some ground pepper,
shoelaces, playboy magazines,
& Jon Bon Jovi, you’ll be good.

 

 

 

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Lucille Ball Crucifies Ice Cream and Karma Sutras Zombie Wizards

 

My name is beavis
I cook for Hitler’s Volkswagen –
Spielberg handles the ice cream,
Mel Gibson crucifies Lettuce.
Prayer gives you Howard Sterns,
like Madonna sex changing
into her gift reward card.

Hello, Paula Deen –
care for some racist butter?
Yes! And may Alec Baldwin
continue giving me bj’s –
so zombie wizards and George Clooney
can co-exist in economical bourbon.

Think physics before
solving macadamia salty nuts.
Arby’s & FBI
put grapes on 9/11
using karma sutra
as brochures to Disneyland adventure.

Lucille Ball, finally!
You own Frances Coppola’s peppermint stick.
Life is a piece of cumberbatch.
There’s no telling how the CIA
could ever out run, a pancake mixer.

 

 

 

 

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Gandalf’s Lesbian Fettuccine

 

Two hobbits one cup
let it play in –
like 5 nuns licking
a punching bag.
And Mona Lisa
shreds her version
of vagina fettuccine.

Westboro Baptist Church
your comical inventions
puts Kirk Cameron
on family feud.
You guys make holiness
feel gonorrhea & Coca cola.

Bob hope would pee
in his speedos –
if he’d found out
Frodo Baggins
was a lesbian pudding
filing for chapter 13 in bankruptcy.

Brad Pitt, you we’re right.
Antiperspirant leads to prostitution.
Take some advice
from Gandalf.
He shook hands with Bill Cosby
the king of Oscar Mayer Wieners.
Doesn’t that mean Whoopi Goldberg to you?
No, it doesn’t…
but if you sell me athlete’s foot
for $5 bucks, will call it ‘lee van cleef’, deal.

 

 

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No Theme Points to Perspiration Land

The pinnacle six-digit
spoil land, widespread evidence
for perspiration lexical
     in acclaim aorist.

Animal ejaculator, spleen grammatical man!

Since you contain
    hinder moderation calls –
The deodorant armpit commander
arithmetic the imprimatur aponia.

City sonorant, menopause accents
    show what coroway calm Kierkegaard monograph
              its points to acid etc.

The universe sin
    of Hijack Alzheimer’s,
         interprets granuloma
as a distribute dichotomy draggle.

Probability aluminum covers Aristarchus indigestion feed system.

Anatomy of auspicious allergic good-bye –
seated to welcome ‘I’,
with no alveolar theme to prosper on fuchsia.

Coagulant punctuation goats’ repetition sugar!

Primates synthetically preset you
in graphic potassium hypoglycemia,
conxiety epithet the membrane
of voodoos marks and generic skull oral interrogation gnome.

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Bunko the Nurse


Religion polluted,

freezes the abstract –
words indecipherable to eat.
Take my chiasmus hostage, mimic it.

Witticism growls,
the hot Jacuzzi disinfects orgasm.

Absurd whispering chimney,
I’m shaped prosody.
The punctuated xylophone –
I squatted your used pyrrhic.
The screeching ye formed cognate,
the shadowless cavity swarming.

Bavarian malignancy,
charade reeks of unknown globule.
Horus hypnosis,
Pavlov condition,
exploitation choice,
slaughterhouse museum,
turns my once faith into a buzzing flea.

Gore music jazz –
dies a solo staying tribute.
Mastery second aeon,

When every totem crowned
is beheaded,
I, most eager lad –
compel a dream
to filth your noise gleaming corpulence.

Animal skulls Orthey –
100 slain erupt whom,
ritualistic unpredictable you.
Who strings us humans as marionette?
Incorporate then,
Where organs, ocarina,
sexualize the complex P.

Analyze cannot we this,
realism gives me a death blow job.
Drift us
unconventionally –
Lamentation centuries scraped,
revealed by ridiculously itch.

Sunfish piano,
the production grim –
dieth smile sweet.

Her kind malice –
unleash the whorls montage.
Mountains razz,
conceiving you as a two-headed goat.
Ignore perhaps,
ignore materialism,
His radiant character strangely milkward.
The hateful you are, the wiser you become.

Bunko the nurse
got goon dada
& its eerie drunken penny boozed.
Terrestrialism glosses
monosyllabically gushes
generation agenda,
cracks me up
of that mental worship,
cliché mysticism
I lost my token to herein.

Banksy conquering
political zingers,
accordion sax
language spills out mint ode.
Pinnacles insofar have untrodden another –
croon biting the afternoon.

The death coded chime,
Mind philistine,
dirty declension,
brutalization drinks up the horizon incessant.

Nowhere isof glorifies –
the skinny dipping threesomes.
Cerebella sovereignty,
the flesh modem temporarily disappears.
I’m pre-human
I’m stuffed oddly.  

Some squeak reason
from their ears.
Monuments go amok;
such ideals remix the dimensions cotton pox.

Christianity is a barren lie,
Catholicism insanitation.

Osiris let us decay with you.

 

 

 

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Steam my Modem the Chattering Man Said


Artificial worn ghostless gravy men

mound the womb.

Modems boiling
in the feckless vex.

E-licktron eyes pistil again –
Indian man winks
at the wandering pollen.

Lungs utter illiterate.

Shadoh engineering breath,
Trollop messiahs
station in podium stage.

Follow darpent teeision.

Churning over vocoder
canoodle the circles
and hear the Martian spur.

Juveniles inhale beds dandruff.

Velcro sky expectancy
for one mighty cat chattering me,
seductive yummy swelters,
I apologies if my blame
easily sparks intenow.

The mysterious out fell
beyond pensive he’s
and rainbow bathome.

There’s she like digits
that steal sericulture
from the avenue mystic wanted piss.

Have I mention yet
how long kisses bend
while staircases
drink what tried burial like god arms?

Goon’s reflecting of this powerfully Jebediah turpitude.

Seagulls break illut
erase the circuit have sex sorry.
Cliché pounds my meds
I urn portion
of a price,
be careful – between you and…hmmm
there’s speculation
over you being a confetti conspiracy.
Nonsense I’ll leave that to poetic-droids.
Its safe efficient
and at no cost to you,
order us now or no money back,
infomercials signing out.

 

 

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I Broadcasted a Giant Masterpiece (Headroom Interruption Max Max)


Dark newspaper articles

my “it” cargo cult
gets one diphthong & a holler.
I broadcasted a giant masterpiece
you galactic fucking theme.
Max, Max, sunglasses
getting my midnight tan
for only $12.95 a month –
(beware you shiny Liberal bitch)!

Captain flyswatter!
He’s my good slave signal pirate.

I fart when I stutter ‘Yeah’!
Catch inure
He chuckles at your HBO blipvert.
Expose my buttocks to channel sleepland.

Love dies.
distorted voice.
Broadcast intrusion gets me laughing & spanked.

Oh, giggle me twice a filthy wave.

 

 

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What Drips May Borrow of Armadillo Tanks

Roses devour the silver square.
The highways leak remote control.
Persian face-lines babel,
medallions rattle the shattering sore.
Slag-tins borrow sputum trail.

The tallest pig is the purest ego.
Cover its soul in Paper Mache.
Eye pupils cough out the armadillo tanks.
Tomorrow’s parafoamius will be re-written
by the earless punk.
Light-headed gas, points me towards my paws.
If we steam our words right,
Emily Dickson might turn treads into steganography duh.

 

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Mr. And


Anatomical delirium

what gave supercilious praising to poppies?
Naugahyde prowls,
twice the perceptual temperature.
Roulette sores,
man combing brains hey! It’s Mr. And.
porno nun’s atrabilious,
cloak oddities shaped to masturbate.
Fatigued night wax Sosotology –
circumstance cocked filming flowers.

Equiluminant sergeant beef replica,
affinity mix nose unusual vicar –
Children teat on mammary malfunction,

High as a gurgle –
this warm Innuendo fungus,

Jehovah mucus tumbovillahop,
unearthly public reddish 3, 1, 5,
zest his poisoned see hour.

Fulgent plateau covering what looked like –
if stars own just pretense.
That green Spinning testimony
not stretched very out – said the telli-priest.

Your Archetype frivolity,
abundantly conventicle the sleazy devil know-it-all,
Have you heehaw during the blahblahmocracy?

 

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Tampon Schizophrenic

 

Tourniquet robot
Radio-Ouija gods –
robosapiens trip on infrared glue.
Captain are meditates,
re-experiencing cocoon haze.
T.V. monsters worship skin-head Elvis,
Cocaine the white world empty.

I can rub an analogy
by controlling narcissist shiny clones.

Pop-phobia’ rapes a cowboy humor.
Galileo, mother Teresa,
How do artificial cripple the noun?
Michael Jackson laboratory mannequin,
Millennium you –
Police-queers making love on OCD fest.

I’ll swallow your big download
like monologue enter.
Psychosexual Jesus –
Shit! My time of the month
must put on a tampon schizophrenic.
The Mason Templar dream them obsession.
Space abbreviates mushroom.
Antennas sweat out its bodily sperm
and the computer trees contemplate.

I orgasm a shadowy liquid
it’s mandatory to clothe 5,
cinema hijacked my illusion.

 

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