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The Lemontree
written by frotofski_LaVey01:32 AM 9/14/04Bitches with peaches
And mangos galore
Vodka and chocolate
They’ve been here before
With plastic, long hard
And lips dripping wet
The thighs knock you out
As they slam against your head
I am nonlinear and a poison-drug buffet
This is not a poem it’s a fucking overdosed parade
One plus one is two and two equals lemontree
I’ll fuck you over, bend you over, stab you in the back(side)
Strap-on a diamond, it cuts, but it’s cold
Hang up the bodies then pick up the phone
Dial up a date where Americans die
See the visions that I have when I’m fucking high
Horizontal-vertical intercourse upon the branches
69-til-181 and everyone was happy
everyone was happy except for me
because I was too busy smoking a bowl between three |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Mars_Phoenix (9-14-2004 - 11:34 AM)
| Awesome - kinda like "The Things They Carried" |
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