Villanelle № 48475
Hunting God
Being a hunter has never been so pleasant.
I even shine those rifles in my dreams.
I can't shoot dope, so I'll just shoot pheasant.
A social busy bee in a lazy worker ant.
A Labeled side effect of screams.
Being a hunter has never been so pleasant.
Why say you can, when they know you can't?
Keep little boy fingers out of those creams.
I can't shoot Pope, so I'll just shoot pheasant.
An angel made of gravy alah-nappy wipe of rant.
Tired of restitching the same ol'e torn seams?
Being a hunter has never been so pleasant?
Are "We the people" not the 'we in residence'?
But killing that mockin' bird aint all it seems.
I can't shoot Pope, so I'll just shoot pheasant.
I have no more rebuttle, no more recant.
A tempoless temple of beamingless beams.
Being a hunter has never been so fucking lame.
I can't shoot dope, so I'll just shoot Picasso.
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<whine> the perry's, though known ravers, made a case to the master, and plagiary's no joke, any more.
p.s. picasso's already dead.
site the next picasso's head.
(where you been Z? )
with the wet tears of sadness
how can I live without you?
when we first met
my heart filled with gladness
but you were an goldfish
so I crushed you (into fertiliser)
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Wack!
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