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Drunken Poets Manifesto (Free verse) by Don-Quixote

sparkle eyes staring at me cant you see, that I'm a barbarian and a closet vegetarian? yeah, i know I'm hiding my emotions Mr freud.. suck my cock let me rock the boat lets see if you can float in the raging river sit there as i deliver another round of jokes and insults, feel the jolt of my electric attitude discover my aptitude for clowning fools one by one and when im done ill sing a song about jesus wearing pink panties, bent over a leather couch for satan.. did you know that my friend is a puerto rican just waitin for a break at the welfare department? of course you didnt you were too busy stirring the clam chowder, you deaf motherfucker boris, yeah, boris you russian fur hat lovin cocksucker call me chris tucker and lets forget this unfortunate meeting i can no longer stand the fact that your breathing let me cure that with my nine and you'll be fine left in a pine box fit for a vampire seems you did expire like a safeway bargain deal for rotten meat. GANG BANG HALLELUJAH!!!!

Don-Quixote 16-Aug-03/2:22 AM
drunken poets.. YEAH MOTHER FUCKER@@@*(#&@)$&*@()$*




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