Jow Lindsay & jUStin!katKO
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TOUCH MY LEG
you work this scimitar thru my blow hole
i'll text you when i'm not so busy
a host of cottaging maggot-organs are home
& planetry pissflaps carmelize bluesy
survival needs RUB THIS RING courier-delivered wet-naps
'bove yr thin lip quivering neon muchus pipe opens
for blindness bunker Hectocotylus sayeth M.E.G.A. Pope playeth w/
Pope in Pope Pen
(TM) but is it packed w/ pass the foul hutch on the corner for paki fags
cut their mirrors into thin strips for easier ins
into scrying enter duplicitous tongue any starched-out jungle
ILL TXT U WN IM NOT SO BZ a satin cough
large, persuasive apple trees line the street then
FLASH we're dancing nakid on the roof of the olympics
a hummingeagle ripples where my right wing yr right wing intersects
