poemranker ::6 bloody mary's/2 cups of Rossi by Crakyamuni

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Free verse № 121031

6 bloody mary's/2 cups of Rossi

Member since 2002 · Posted 4 Mar 2005 · 3 comments

Play that toy like it was a twenty something toy or some thing/ We are so fucking rampant and hopeless/ Let's dive onto our feces and live to love it's stench/ Chances are you'll destroy colors Chances are you'll destroy colors Lets kill the puppies and make some color It's all part of my mind We'll destroy every fucking puppy and call it peace of mind

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3 comments

[2] edpeterson 4-Mar-05/11:36 AM Reply
I love the way you rhyme mind with mind. It is stench. very nice.
[6] Dovina 4-Mar-05/12:16 PM Reply
after 6 drinks and whatever else, yeah, why not?
[1] Edna Sweetlove 20-Aug-06/5:19 AM Reply
Deliciously illiterate and incompetent. I have read better things on toilet walls.