Prism cell so full of hue and sumptuous
my planet sung and habit-forming
global feast of frenzy feed and breeding
you dancers and mimes are not a few.
Ballerina porpoises and whale sopranos
coral sperm of every tail
wigglers and canaries two
the praying, waiting praying mantis.
For tea for you, I'd bee a caterpillar
my special cozy oozy womb cocoon
whom lubricates me,
and lubricates me good
` SOS...SO
(Save Our Species...Ship Orgasmic)
The alien in me, we likes
we don't always get wot we wants
but dem we get, we eats
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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