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I Like It

I Love Cunt

I Love Cunt

Watch It
But I don't like anything right now

Nothing amuses me

Nothing makes me smile

What a funk

Funky Funk Funk
 
Life is not a bed of roses!

Nor a walk in the park!

Seasons
Summer and fall and winter!

But why must I have a winter in the middle of my summer?!

It was going so nicely! So pristine! And then a hurricane came
 
If only for a moment
 
This too shall pass
 
Ha Ha! Fucking Ha!
 
I change my hair color
that doesn't help
 
cut it all off
just as it is longest
since long ago
 
know that in this path
there is beauty at the top
but one must
endure
a few
uncomfortable things
along the way
 
So get this big fucking dildo out of my ass
and this knife out of my back
and this gun out of my hand
and all of these things to do
these chores
 
Wa Wah Wah
Whine whine whine
LOL
cry me a river
someone needs a meeting
good night
 
Get out of myself
and go
help
someone else
 
I Love Cunt said:
Ask G for the W
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Don't make G guess. That's how I wound up with rabid weasels that tried to bite my face off instead of whores.
 
did you want the whores to bite your face off?
I am a little confused
I bought new music
Then I sang the whole night through
I had a knife in my back
So you'll know I didn't put it there
You're not the only one who's
unamused.
There is this dullness
An achyness
It rains every day
 
So you can not smell?
Nothing has a bouquet to you?
That's so sad.
No point in putting a spray
On you grave
The dead have no sense of smell
 
The words came ...
I like it
I love it
I think the world of it ...
What is next?
 
I can't bear it. Hit the back button and I'm thrown back through time.

If the flow will allow
The next will follow
But I feel a desolation
That belongs to a West Texas Desert
My color is pale with obligation
Though i want this to be joyous
Rolling in a confection of dirt
Rainbow sprinkles cling
In desperation to my heart
 
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