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The Corpse
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Cranberry vampire Raspberry soda and p***o magazines Legs show expo She’s in a pink Ferrari, we call her Tiamat the dragon queen Her ears were bat wings She licks on her lemon ice cream She lives in a doll house that turns black when the fog's out Her grandmother shadow follow her into the castle She wears open-toe glitter sandals near the statue of Tammuz Bandana tied on her head as she whispеrs over candles I’m holding a small chain watch while drinking beet juicе Then I sit down legs crossed, “I want a divorce” Then she comes out the shadow, wearing a sexy apparel that’s see-through, holding a peach fruit Then my chair turned to glue The floors turned to goo The room turned purple and blue She said, “I hope this works for you, [?]” Her behind was like a juicy fruit Then her tears came down like wine then to bamboo shoots She stirred up my mind My third eye lit up in technicolor My ex lover, she likes sex and latex and rubbers She said she like the way that they stretch as she lay naked on covers She said, “pretend you’re a mugger and I’m a helpless lady, ‘please, someone, save me!’” The thought made me go crazy She popped out her onyx yoni egg She said, “hold me closely is the only way,” unholy I held both her legs Wooden spoon and a cherry sundae Whipped cream with screams Plums and berries entrée Then she took off in her car with a mummy wrapped in strawberry taffy All her monster friends were made out of candy It bites your neck, increase your blood sugar I grabbed a pillow, fell to the floor, “I think I’m dying,” low iron I’m haunted by a glucose ghost Turn into table salt I’m a corpse
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