Mass!
While you were busy unbathing
In the dangerous mainstream
Our highly original decimal system
Was quietly decimated
When the dollar sun had a contraction
And unleashed a sea of bloody placenta.
Hark! It parts!
Who's coming!!
Oh, just regular old ProChrist,
Son of St. Joseph Several-Beers,
Raising his arms just high enough
To get himself crucified.
3 comments:
Sonic Cram!
My dewey decible system
-- deafening.
Sonic Grams!
Teeter on a Ram-shackled Distress, youth.
Sonic Bloom!
Your precious psychoacoustics won't help you know, 'splainer!
Chronic Span!
I love you so much I just want to rape you right here right in front of everyone
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