Saturday, May 26, 2007
Sixteen Purple Platters...
and an unwanted baby in an underbelly.
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Pause, you homo-hag
take a drag off that fag
slip on that laugh
twirl that split-ended tress
sunglass the dots that read:
"papi, I ain't ready for real hands."
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Fifteen green apples...
and a pill in the upper belly.
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