I had too much Kahlua vodka. I'm a perfect human Cunt. I wanna sleep inside Witchita, Kansas. I'm a perrfect sleepy little fucking gnome, inside of a gnome's garden. I wanna sleep like an elf in a faerie. I'm a chicken leaving its own filth under the Books.
Books have read them selves. I wanna find Joe Biden's moniker on his top shelph. He is fucking stupid, and I wanna cut his legs and his penis off.
Okay, here goes my song for today. It makes me make sense somehow, okay.
Blueberry spice, nobody could be worried about Him. Watch them eat their own lice. They could only fucking find themselves. Blueberries and fingerbanging make them a human allegory.
I'm a sleepy fondling person, who could do better at all times. Someone makes mistakes, as they don't realise how many times they wanna drink herbal tea.... So we gotta go down the highway to the storage facilities. They make our come taste like electric blueberries.
Why don't you find my Face on the electric time zone, who you lost, when we all tried to be better for the girl who was born; she didn't try to be born; she was just born,
and everyone else came inside everyone else
and we just died
The End {:
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