
|

|

|

|

|

|

|

|
This is where i lay down the words i'm done with for electronic drying. This is punishment for them, so read everything with
stern eyes.
My Hobbies
Take it from a cleaver Rock Cock Speaks: “When the bullet speaks the deer runs but you listen The fish isn’t spitting It’s
you, drunkard, pissing Parents are trashed from: worked till they’re weak and have earned their TV Bones are jewelry Don’t
speak don’t tempt me” But I have to say, “Spaniards faint, blacks and kikes will pass out But they come around- You
aren’t welcome in town! You teenagers will never live it down, Perpetually killing it up!” “Sucks to be mammalian Cause
it pays to suck, And you won’t” scream the kids “have children If you can’t fight to fuck” “I don’t give nuts,” says
the robot “To strangers -Includes squirrels birds and rabbits in cages It has been ages since I’ve seen someone else
out here WHAT? WHAT? At what time was I supposed to go queer And make love to a computer? My OS tells me that XIOS-10
is my suitor” Rock Cock Speaks: “Did you hear that crowd? (and APPLAUSE end applause) There is hope for every one
to find another one (two or four, man, hell) And gain one, two, or seven all-purpose servants (two, four, or fourteen paws) Who
will be loyal to your gun (which caused bellies to swell and beings to dwell)”
He moved so quickly Now my bones
are pretty
Most Admired
Rock Cock
|

|

|

|

|

|
|

|

|