Fresh Machines or Tested Flesh
See, the thing is, you haven't a clue
To why it says it will not have cons
They the wretched shall claim bones
From babies, this pastry's origin
I do not know their picking a basket
Trash is lovely to look at if you eat
Them afterwards are the reasons
You do not want to go to such
Definite? How else to repay to buy
Buy, buy, buy, drink wan replete juice
Cream your body absent of licking
Absinthe of the leisure of suck, surfeit of
Impudence, exponential decrease of talk
That says there is white stain at the back
Of mirror, the glass has some black
To see.
To why it says it will not have cons
They the wretched shall claim bones
From babies, this pastry's origin
I do not know their picking a basket
Trash is lovely to look at if you eat
Them afterwards are the reasons
You do not want to go to such
Definite? How else to repay to buy
Buy, buy, buy, drink wan replete juice
Cream your body absent of licking
Absinthe of the leisure of suck, surfeit of
Impudence, exponential decrease of talk
That says there is white stain at the back
Of mirror, the glass has some black
To see.
Labels: contemporary love, pop, postmodernism
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