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Bimbo Bunny Fuck Poem

bimbo bunny fuck
a uterus with bangles
shaved and pierced
dried and shampooed
Spoosh, Tick Tick, and Trashed

is it true Jesus is Shesus
and has no penis anymore

i love you
Booty Juice
waddle cupcake bimbo
mambo Dancing Shoes
i am Kimbo the Love Doctor
fucking the palm of my hand
panty sniffer extraordinaire
in limbo
eating scooby snacks and disco biscuits
looking for a whipped cream buff puff

jam split ass cracked cheeks squeeze tight
and your Black Metal Veins
burn like melting sex of fire

so what would your ideogram look like
a hot dog and Kleenex with Skunk and
pussy scum glob pearls
blond wig wavy curls and Haven Dust

I am banana float
Big Flake
and your my split thizz
a new genetic fricassee

sleep is temporary death
and i'm to tired to feed
on shadowed veins

my personality a mote
like a goat with a tote
meth fueled sex and barbiturates desert
make a face like clevererd meat

kiss me bimbo
jugs with ass plugs and Tootsie Roll toes
girl friend
spreads hemic tide for lech water
i like lip gloss icing eyeliner
floating in Marshmallow Reds, and Pink Ladies

ass prance Foo Foo Dust
licker of rugs
stinker with shrugs
in a puddle of Drowsy Goofers
built not to last the aftermath
like a penny side show

in instinctive rhythms
and midnight madness
while hungry for tranquilizer therapy
i feel good
like a corpse buried in your hips

say something in your oral tradition
gag gaag a googoo
pass the tiaras
and Star Spangled Powder
private parts on public display
black girls gone platinum
chocolate upside down cake
with Blue Bullets between their legs
another lick please
snorting Lady Caine, and Mama Coca rotate Soft Balls
pass for French with a horse shit cigarette
in a silver case
filled generously with saliva wet nose candy

White Nurse
like a golden snake with black bones
keeps her smokes between her legs
lucky strikes revival and Bumble Bees

i like my cigs smouldering wet
dreaming of evil

Diesel, Golden Girl
Red Chicken
do drop in
wizard of fire music
"One pill makes you larger,
and one pill makes you small,
and the ones that Mother gives you
don’t do anything at all.
Go ask Alice
when she’s ten feet tall."

Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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How was my language use?
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Last few words: 
some of the language in this poem are unique to street drug slang
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as usual! I'm sure you can expect to get called on the Quote at the end, but I don't think it will ever be a real issue. ~ Geezer.

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Thank you my friend . Really glad you enjoyed the foray into the dark sensual horrors / pleasures of fuck on drugs
What could be more fun and what could be more destructive at the same time?
Best always Z

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