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yes, this daft punk pink animal from farm ville will newt axe
any thank u mooch positive word does not rick choir whet backs
now i hold out virtual fig leaf tub buffer 
   end share fiber filled meal of flax
sitting on porcelain throne, while sphincter doth re lax
testing toilet tolerance bowel movement level to the max
cuz despite intake of food rather moderate outflow packs
a wallop - excrement humungous 
   enough ta offset Acela train off tracks.

silence of the lambs, lions, tigers n bears 
will commence without a word
after dropping quite a load turd
thence, this chap imagines his rectal bombs will be heard
twitter n tweeting like some melodic bird
which might induce ye to con sitter me absurd.

i (alias alice cooper) hoop zee follow wing accepted as good 
re: that renown brother/ twisted sister hood
who happens to be known as fraternal order of police
serve as ac/dc megadeath cure and remove us 
   from beatle browed public enemy

albeit dire straits, inxs sting from bad company 
   opens doors e'en on a black sabbath
whereby alice in chains 
   adorned in a suit of deep purple metallica
contribute to the ongoing musical genesis 
   whereby talking heads
rage against the machine with guns n roses 
   or recount fields of a green day
from children of the korn

swaying in the green day breeze
on a green day of linkin park
akin no doubt to reveling in pearl jammed nirvana
inviting barenaked ladies
to side step any puddle of mud

while searching three doors down
for a rolling stoned temple pilot foo fighter
led zeppelin or joe na jet 
   where saint peter Gabriel considered like u2.
 
please come as you r and serve 
   as inxs of mine kiss able balm
to reduce anxiety and calm
while we imbibe on Perrier mitt Dom
and get relaxed - and hold each others palm
to help assuage any uneasy qualm
my dang telephone access 
   lacks necessary wired  tinned can Rom.
 
sincere pulsation's ricochet 
   back and forth in mind
in league with crawling desire toward feminine kind
whose inadvertent reciprocity develops an unimagined bind
in addition to the most awesome bedazzled find
that enervates and welcomes this guy, an enigmatic kind.
 
deliverance from (who knows where) 
   brought such sought after fate
found me a despondent, laconic soul searcher as of late
who just might now identify suitable female mate
help him enjoy simple pleasures fruits of existence to sate
of life before he goes to pearly gate.
 
a creeping sense of pessimism pervades breathing air.
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