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Dirashe Lyre Dance
02:12
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Four inches long
Five inches wide
This is the size
Of the window on the door
Man looks inside
Waves me to let him in
Mr. She-Scary
With one eye watching me
Cry in my parents’ house
Four inches long
Five inches wide
Two inches deep
This is the size of box
Containing thing
Foreign name
You put some red juice on them
Bones will turn to gelatin
Milk and juice turned me giant
Went this sound: (suck)
It’s a bug on a monster
In the house there’s a monster
Turn around
No eyeballs with a red nose
Then he turned into big roach
He’s a bug on a monster
Turn around
Pizza Head is making funny faces at Jewdy
Spells TNUAB in between my baby teeth
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3. |
Bin Cart
02:59
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We’re
Tools loaded on a bin
Cart pushed
Through plant or shipping center
Preassembled screws for the rubber base was stripped
And will not stay in bin hooks were too close to fit them all in
They’re fools
Double sided pick racks
Great news
Weight loose tape glue trap
5 of my red bins cracked
Paste to stick the thumb tack
To strip back
Weight loose
Tape
Glue paste to stick the thumb
Tack through
The teat to strip
Back
Paint that’s coming attached
Hot
Flesh lathered and pampered
Wet bin
Hamper’s full of
Stool
Towed boats sowed pull those holes
Down bladder
Wall’s ladder
Down the hole
Now they
Cannot hold that
Weight
Loose tape glue paste to trap
The rat
Trim off the patch
Positive reviews etched across realistic skin
Stretch over glass bin endless accolades extend to the left
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4. |
Flossing Sand
03:03
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Goodnight dad, it’s son
Shut your twinkling eye
Strap your CPAP mask on tight
Clown mask stares back at you from the shelf
Sinking through
Me hiding under you
Catch your z beneath you
Catch your z pulling it down
Catch your z behind a dream while there’s no one around
Yesterday you’ll wake
Through tomorrow night
And you’ll call both parents’ names
AZ Carter III Rhonda Brownstein
But they’ve gone inside
Left you by a pool
Where the sky start night
Little clown will take me pull me through
Hawklike dad
Dream cortisol flavored
Turning tossing around
Unclench wet yourself
Jerking hypnic bind
Weed blemished neath Dad
Bed may you unrest
Each vesicle tapped
Each vesicle tapped
I am mom and dad
I’ve been flossing sand
Now my baby frozen
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5. |
You Think It's Funny
03:33
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You think it’s funny?
I needed something fun
I needed something fun
You needed something funny
Like a talking monkey
Wearing a propeller beanie
You think it’s funny
I needed something fun
I needed something fun
You needed something funny
Worm hide in my tummy
He laughs when it’s feeling hungry
It’s a four leg clown
When the lights go out
Of the two doored house
That I smile out
Like a dancing monkey
I laughed when I needed something
You think it’s funny
I needed something fun
I needed something fun
You needed something funny
You needed something funny
Like a smile with no teeth
Black slice of fruit
Ripe for gut busting
It’s a four leg clown
When the lights go out
Of the two doored house
That I smile out
Step on it
When you step on it
It won’t live
Full leather clown to swipe it out
Of my new mouth a smile climb out
Black slice sundown gut thrusted out
In a white nightgown with the dice rolled out
You think it’s funny
I needed something fun
I needed something fun
You needed something funny
Step on it
When you step on it
It won’t live
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6. |
Goodbye Marines
03:17
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Lose the head of a jar
Suck my abs in deep
Watch my belly breathe
Chant in my sleep
“Goodbye marines”
Now I must knead my breast
To open my valve cap
Stick my pump in deep
Watch me inflate me
Goodbye marines
Goodbye marines
Lose the head of a jar
Don’t breathe
Buttonhole bulging
Out my abdominal ring
Umbilical swelling
My fascia screams
“Goodbye marines”
Intestine pole descend
Slide down to no end
Diaphragm flattened
Pushed up the stomach
Blood blowin
Through bone limbs
Whistlin
Blood blowin
Warm red wind
whistlin hymn
Suck my abs in deep
Watch me inflate me
Goodbye marines
Watch my belly breathe
Buttonhole bulging
Goodbye marines
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7. |
H.A.G.S.
03:00
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Devin
K.I.T. dude
H.A.G.S. too
P.E. won’t be the same without you
Email me @yahoo
Devin you are the sweetest
You are the sweetest
Red ribboned
“Twin Day” best friends
Burn down Baldwin
2 LRN LYSINS
Rip them hot watson
Don’t sign my yearbook bro
Yearbook leave my pen alone
Don’t sign that yearbook so
Quickly or you’ll break a bone
Do I smell Axe cologne?
Or yearbook androstenone
Devin?
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8. |
Spiritual Warfare
05:26
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When I sleep I cuddle
Now walk like a woman
When it started raining
When I smelled the soil
I felt like eating it
Now walk like a woman
He feeds me with sperms
I’ve made him masturbate and to fly in the dream
Spiritual warfare
Relaxing into them while they use internet
Contacting six of them through bluetooth
The legion
Deep zizz
Black big strange bird perched on my mouth again
Exchanging through the lips
Now I can finish this roll of TP in one breath
Blessed cyst it was red
Spiritual snakes
These kids are great
Volcanic fire standing straight
Anointing fire burn my face
Pack my hair tight
Put blood inside
Lit by phone light
Put blood inside
Animals enter me in dreams
Kick their arms upside down marching
Down the human rug above me
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9. |
Cicada Dance
03:43
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10. |
Worm Surprise
02:56
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Surprise
Gorgeous hair too
And look, a surprise package
This says you’re a girl
There’s a dress inside for you
Gorgeous hair too
It’s a worm
Lisa go
It’s a surprise
It’s a worm
Follow me out
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11. |
Wedding Request
02:41
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Upstanding click
Crediblepresent
Just click on the tie up lower
I’m a pleasantgenius
Will you accept wedding request?
You’re an engrossing contribution
A goodtender
With niceoffers
To lawful click
On tie lower
Hi look what we get due
To the fact that you!
In order to equipped
Please click on the constituent
Hi what we clothed here is
A goodpresent
Upstanding click
What we keep here
Is finebonus
Honest click
We furnish
Will you accept wedding request?
Are you in?
What we possess an eye to you
Fabulous
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12. |
Leather's Leather
03:02
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Leather’s leather
Leather’s leather leather’s leather
Leather’s leather
Yellow utters with pearl buttons
Quilted butter melting cushion
Zippered
I unzipped them
And threw them in
Spectacular picture
Cocktailed table
Reversible emerald
Leather’s leather
Leather’s leather
Gorgeous stainless
Abomasum’s reticulum’s rumen
Black e mo
Black e mo
Your daddy sleeps naked
Never seen yellow cow
Double glass hand painted
It fits me like a dream
Butter pants high waisted
Cobalt blue caul balloon
Over my face and head
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13. |
Mommy Big Boy
02:55
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Wuz the fuck is you y’all want
Honey love like a sweet book
Thin come home, pat that all
New day bown to me and y’all
Someonecs that who love
Like they kown you that wuz up
Someonecs we love in life
Mommy lil man asleep for the night
Fien to hop myself off
By mysleft then be along
Always just still the some
Mommy Big Boy
Nodody new me is dack
My bady nevre look back
Going to wint no that for now
Some bull sicth dout aks adout
Life is games to be paly
With in this world for me
Wath do y’all see in killing
Wath is love if love nobody
Big bother g-mom g-dad
Can be good thing or bad
All your love is for something
Book of joy sweet book to me
Still up with my family
So sleep bad me some good sleep
You all me I all of you
Dout want none but you just you
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14. |
Kush Begot Nimrod
01:55
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And kush begot nimrod
And kush begot nimrod
And kush begot nimrod
And kush begot nimrod
Yes
And kush begot nimrod
And kush begot nimrod
Yes
Yes
Yes
Yes
Ladies hate when they don’t dress up
And don’t use their phone to wake up
I am not the sulking web bot
Quiet I’m not the cheapest pay lot
Not the blog that you keep clicking on
My model needs a new framework
I love when man hates and lays his eyes on
A lawnscaped blonde dyed tampon
My new dream I’m in college
I am the Zumba instructor
Perfect weight
I’m that in shape
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16. |
She and You and He
01:57
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She and you and he
Wow
It’s always
It’s always a
Bottle for
Bottle for
Alive
Cherry
Through you’re a
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17. |
Facebowl
03:22
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Facebowl’s deeper than a mirror
Do the dishes
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18. |
The Librarian
02:34
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Do I look like a miss to you ma’am?
I am actually a librarian
I just like being smart and advanced
I am now in touch with this book again
We are just textmates and that is all
I can’t believe you turned down another girl
You’re the one who feels that way to her
Why? What’s so funny?
Got what? Rosy cheeks
Just keep on mopping
You smell so good
Meeting adjourned
You smell so good
With your hair down transformed
Cell phone on her ear
ear ring tone overhear
Belly lossy mid
Fidget swirl whirligig
I am actually a librarian’s librarian
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