--some John M. Bennett "ego" phrases
arranged by Bob BrueckL
I was pitching
like I was truculent nor bothered with the throbbing floor
I was galling
I slept beneath the weeds the stems between my leg
I was nodding
I was grueling
I was chimping
I was blowing
I was planking
I was drubbing
I was leeking
I sand whistle choking on the chair
creeping in the shade you swallow dust for me
pork I spackled like your cuke
or washed my dimwit cupcake lozenge
sticking to my chin
I cringed be hind you my back shirt
rolling in the winds mud
Spree my sopping thinks a clam
shot all my squirrelly fingers,
placed my throat outside the dung,
heaping hoglint I could randomize
oh my usher drain in
me !
ready reeling I could sanderize
stormy stomached I could scandalize
plopping pantsdrip I could fathomize
clave nor me...held a cracker on my nose --
should my shudder heap your flan?
could you fin me just me
should my flag wipe your puke?
should my drat scald
should my pen file your anus?
my locksmith sweetness doubled
I was crowding past the spindrift
I was louding past the scumbags
so I blundered toward the sheds and
water stomach dreaming in the corn I
mattered tooth the rinsing luggage
at your the teeming in my pockets
shore I lathered with the angles
,ah
you napped my horn skulked !cramp
lubes ,your shape luggage tranced my
craze flooder
core I moldered with the chinups
:use my skin and lout cashy truncheon lab
ored through the creamed hat regurgitation(
my rump gash cornered in your flight
drug me out on did ,
what I leaving was a sporefield
what I climbing was a blister
what I asking was a logger
what I blowing was a building
spore I sputtered with the lockjaws
yelp my solder sharper
for a suction stung my
thigh damply mouldered in the
rinse muscle
paginate my leg and clot
your cruster sluffs my nap
a wallet rotting
--some John M. Bennett "ego" phrases
arranged by Bob BrueckL
