My New Truth-O-Matic Device

 

Piss'ant possibilities.
              i'
        magine Me
b e i n g   d'truth ln any
self-
        inclusive instance?
         (YaHa sayeth he! )

There be no
                    thing of the sort
               in this wild jelly
          that shimmies
adipose on the walkway where pulchritude
      struts waiting for, not for me, but
         see who is chosen by chooser's choice.
(Goddamn. Ain't that afckn Blip?)

It'll likely be you or me stationed in the belfry,
    modelling Quasimodo Fashions for
    the Fall season. Belching'n'farting
    wit effervescent glee, the choral society
     sings No No Not Me ! But there was a time
     when I was free. But you'd never think it
                       to now see me..

So she put her flower in a pricey marble tomb,
(in the shade of the big-ass cathedral [ding'dong] ),
in order to strictly monitor it's
                                                growth.   And Pilgrims
come from (literally) Every Where in order to
balm so many festering wounds.
                                                 There's a taste of
resentment among the ranks as they get whiffs
of one another, (and no one is wearing their germ
                             filter masks.
Like good gawldamn, Bevis. What'the'fuck is wrrrrrrong
wit these thumpin'trumpists ?

"Well, y'see. It ain't but nothing that
                                a box of bullets won't cure ").

And the turkey bites the clown. The clownies pants fall down.
                  His dickey-dong bounces 'round, (&'round)
        So that every'one can go home

                               to sleep safe and sound.


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