Here's To Slight Mania, or Up Ends The Fall

Dems Fo Sho


Sons navel, post-cutting
Ah blood, zat hussy jackrubied up
I = a.m. tumbled aft evenin
Crow shuttered eyes

(& we’ll shookins
Dem
Off)

Are you eyes open or closed my
fingerprints, theys era dissolvein

Back when you nigged the lake & dived sump
Pump you dirty

Squalid blue collar show
It all don't you jury lacquer us

Humble Seeks Polar Eyeinsky
So come in close, Lee

(zen we rookies
Made
Out)

Hear say
You got a piece o' Babe Blueox
She spread open well as eyeinsky?

Nassir, no tearin

But miss it, someday sure you'll

Up the blinds, whydontcha

Two cuss don't make

A’ight