O, Prescient Pit of Lacking Bottom...A Noyzeful Joy + Unbelievable Perks

whatever could inspire such
sacral stupididity, I w'ill steal
thy begborrow   /


cum t'have lunch wit us-of-only-me.
bring thy nap'kin so's wee can
wipe off our na
ked, & eye'll clean my whizzle mo'shiny
     bright ste'rile whiteboylike,
   (better, may'be, than jesusshine!)   /


for, heretofore I have busted mefcknballs
to perfect this NoThing for you for you for
         you you + you,
& so, you just leave me h'ere, wit nary a
         self
left to wank upon....nary a wank-o-Self(indeed) /


so such&thus is thee cure, The Cure, thee curative
  sub'stance that sitty'sits on th'windersill,
     waitin patient for yOur love,
  (self)contained of  amberplastic cvs pipeline[d]
[un]to yOUR most receptive ora'tional hole,

   wholly    wholesum
                       & then, some

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dkzk[c]1952[allritesReServedOver&overAgain]