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When a man pulls out his dick and reveals a gun
When a man pulls out his dick and reveals a gun, He is confessing: I am more macho than anyone. America the beautiful and the utterly flaccid, Cannot swallow enough viagra to be respected. The impotence of our rage drives us … Continue reading
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The magic play of her eyebrow like a crescent
The magic play of her eyebrow like a crescent Drives me crazy with lust for her heavenly scent. The poet protests love loves not those whom love Fattens, but makes destitute: such is his reproof. O God, bent and witless … Continue reading
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Lives of regret fire my longing for eyes of light
Lives of regret fire my longing for eyes of light: Despair is the veil that will reveal lips of delight! The body of my idol is stark naked purity, And her curves are full of robust sanctity. The chains of … Continue reading
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What God or gods will hear out our tale to the very end
What God or gods will hear out our tale to the very end; We drone a tune on and on not even we comprehend. The dull pain of stone is a song locked away in granite That groans for ten … Continue reading
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Like a muffled fart in the middle of the night
Like a muffled fart in the middle of the night Are efforts to conceal by the-not-so-very-bright. Such gas will asphyxiate one’s own bed fellow When concealed and trapped by someone so callow. Beware of the suave and perfumed rabble, who … Continue reading
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The rules for targeted killing are as follows
The rules for targeted killing are as follows: Piss off Big Fist, and swing from the gallows! Do not mess with the National Security State Or Guantanamo will be your rotting fate. Do not try to hide from vigilante drones- … Continue reading
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Rama draws back his bow and lets go his arrow
Rama draws back his bow and lets go his arrow; O were it my Soul liberated from life’s sorrow! I long to incur that blessing full of such wrath That my valiant death kisses his feet with mirth. Ravana was … Continue reading
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Slow the spirit to burst into ardent flame
Slow the spirit to burst into ardent flame: We hem and haw about dying to our shame. We parade our rare and precious ego Like it were a must-see, brilliant show! Sodden and sodden is our dull ardor- Our courage … Continue reading
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The Yes-Men have arrived with rare gusto
The Yes-Men have arrived with rare gusto: O how the proud and pure vomit Jai Ho! These bhaktas deny the beloved God-man And celebrate a weird devotional scam! O how the tap of Brahma, Vishnu and Mahesh, Inspires the devout … Continue reading
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Long the night waiting for the Sun to rise
Long the night waiting for the Sun to rise; the heart longs to behold your flashing eyes. Meher is the name that consoles the heart: remembrance is our great avant-garde art! Age after age we yearn to kiss your feet; … Continue reading
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